Floating adrift, my body is a bouyant blunder,
An effervescent shell as I transpire from it in evaporation.
I fail to condensate and descend back under,
Unbound by gravity's grip of precipitation.
My corpus is strapped to the seafloor;
I feel only my mind in tingles,
As I ascend unto the atmosphere's shore,
Where space and terra firma mingle.
The air around me...
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