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Water Born. Barely.

Just five minuets
Give me just five minuets
To breathe
Come up for air

Inhale

Exhale

That stale taste
On your tongue
A reminder of being young
Young enough at least

Place mats
and play dates
and Playmate
Behind the gate
And swinging higher than anyone
Wishing you weren't young

Girls you knew you loved
A thought so lovely; high above
Pushed against the wall of see-through plastic
Blowing bubbles
Scream for daddy
Crab-walk along the poolside lined
White tiled
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Water gurgle
Swallowed up
Blackened bruises
Smooth Jazz Music
Musing away the blind and unforgettable
Blue Bird Burbling
Stomach Churning
Eyes glaze over
and over
and over
and over
and before long
it's over.

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