At the Helm

Heavy-lidded leanness
weighs a ton:
its leaden meanness

squats – stops – un-begun –
amid so many floating
pops of fatnesses!

Abstemiousness
strains – abstains –
while plumpnesses

swoon up – balloon –
attain the boon of their
their bright yellow realm –

framed in the slew 
of an indifferent blue –
but at the helm.


 
 
 
 
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