
There had been a longing for the ascension of bubbles---
and sex
and things that were out of my control
for wanting to be grabbed
instead of grabbing
getting sick from the coaster on a Monday
because Sundays hadn't yet become the unfortunate bookends
There was a rumor going around that I was too nostalgic
that I lived in the past
that I was incapable of learning or living in the moment
but I shot it down
with the quick and the dead
and like that---
the bubbles drifted toward one another and---
vanished
Bubbles are sometimes so ethereal other times so confining!
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