In a much smaller place,
I could be a BIG BOAT
in a place this size, I'm
a bubble of soap!
I could rise, fly shimmer
and skip on a breeze!
I don't expect notice
for a drip like me.
See a bubble's just a drip
that's sticky enough to catch
a breeze in itself, then wander
off drunk (you know for liquids,
fresh air's an intoxicant).
I'm at home as a mote, plus
wherever I went! On the breeze,
I'm at home, and I never did
pop.
I can always come down
in the pressure drop, touch
surface - the worst I can do
is float! Theoretically, or
drown. But so far, nope!
I'm a boat.
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