you are,
we are
all empty boats;
some plastic and some wood,
some durable,
some beautiful,
some lucky enough
to be both,
all easily hooked
and lifted
out of our element
into the unknown
that is air,
that is helpless,
that is tethered
to some reality
not our own
and still we revel
in sweet delight
until such moments do occur...
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