Got broad shoulders, as mama usta say
“swim swim swim”
and feet that grew like that watermelon
seed was supposed to that summer I swallowed
so many.
Two big ears to hear and get infected
peaking through hair like hide and seek
always the tallest in class
“how’s the weather up there?”
and I thought that from such a high view
I’d know it all.
Eventually I stopped
yet the world around me rose like
that ivy on the house across the street they
can’t get rid of.
Shoulders don’t feel so broad anymore
help me mama, cause I can’t swim
this universe is so very big
one person’s so very small.
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