Dissolving boundaries
Of self
Collapsing sheetrock
Breaking windows
Heaping in sunshine
With long stretchy arms
Pied-piping the gusty gales
Bouncing off billowing clouds
I float
I soar
I scream
Rejoice
No more partitions
Of right or wrong
Of this or that
Of anger or feigned politeness
Of worlds apart
Gosh what is it?
Pour me a potent cup
Rid me of inertia.
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