Float and Exist

Sitting by the ocean during a beautiful day

The air feels non-existent

Yet

I can finally 

Breathe

My lungs do not burn

And neither does my skin

I am just existing 

Unlike the air

It is February

So this is abnormal

Every penguin and polar bear 

Drowning

But I like the sun and the breeze

I wish I knew how to float

So I could

Travel down the bay

Under the bridge

With the sun

 On my body

And the day 

Slowly passing

The fish can kiss

My feet and

Maybe I'll swim down deep

Until I need oxygen 

More than anything 

Then I'll swim so quickly

And with my dying energy

I'll break the surface

Breathe

Smile at the air

Then repeat

Reviews

[UnderTheDeadPoetTree]

I enjoyed the imagery at the end, this cycle, the whole ordeal only being one time of many, very poignant.
-Dave

[Gabrielle Lyn]

thank you for reading (: