Futures

recline back
and wander
begin to ponder
What am I?
How did I get here?
some patchedwork rabbit
with a stick and a carrot
I am lost
on the oily surface of a sea of dreams
swimming down but always resurfacing with poignant buoyancy
hysterical laughter dress ideals
the absurdity of alternative realities
like a child enthralled at battalions of bubbles
gravity defying crystal balls
futures vaporizing in one single
touch

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