H2O

H + H

+ O

That’s all.

Out of thin air.

How cup of tea?

How sea of sea?

Mist

Rain

Dew.

Why the weight?

Why ice?

Why drowning?

It used to be air!

Air gone bad.

Feckless air.

Airy-fairy,

couldn’t give a damn –

devil-may-care.

Laissez-faire,

allows itself to be crushed

into dimensions,

formed into boundless boundaries

linked by a desire to run amok –

streaming into every life.

Dihydrogen monoxide.

A starlit mirror.

Tossed by the moon.

Banished by the sun,

only to turn around

and start again.

But not as air.