remember to remember to not be too consistent

being blown about by wind until i cozy into you

and there we go up up      we cling to one balloon

and hang onto its string by our teeth      it makes for rictus smiles

i long to be cemented to you and thrown overboard of them

i long to be upright for a change in warm waters instead

of in this unsure and lead lagoon where there is no welcome

as we hold onto each other and sway sadly with the seaweed

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