Tuesday, June 4, 2013

A bubble, within a body of blood and corporal meat,
fills with ego, self doubt, and worries.
Slowly expanding til
Lift off!
Rushing to the surface,
like a drowning man
hoping to suck in
that sweet air.
Clumsily flailing or
Synchronized swimming?
Treading water til the sea collapses muscle, taking it back for it's own.
Another victim throws it's bones to the collection.
Or
Head for horizons,
to a land unseen,
where legends live.

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