THE FLYING DREAM

Flying's no big deal:
All you do is put
Pieces of air
Between you and the ground.

So obvious! Why didn't I think of it before?
I grab a largish chunk and
Wedge it beneath me.

It glides supple and smooth and
Clicks in place.
It fits (so solid and snug!)
Between me and earth.

You can hardly tell it's there,
Buy MY! how people stare
At me, all of three feet up,
Standing on my dream.

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