#259 buoyancy
b'sometimes the only way out\\nis up so i surrender myself to\\nbuoyancy bubbles race me\\nto the surface\\n\\nup out and above i continue\\nto rise hands on naked arms\\ncaress me as i slip from sea\\nto the night sky\\n\\ngrindstones\\nand tombstones\\nare but anchors\\ncut them off\\nor remain forever\\nfastened to the bottom\\n\\nalways an embrace the night\\na lover accepting me without\\nquestion every time i return my\\nascent continues\\n\\ngrindstones\\nand tombstones\\nare but anchors\\ncut them off\\nor remain forever\\nfastened to the bottom\\n\\nepw 1.4.07 perrysburg, oh'