The Rat Plunge

I ascend into the heavens

from the glittering, crystal-blue sea.

Tugged along by a divine gleam,

It gently props me on top of a fluffy chunk of mist and fog.

Millions, like me, join me under the glorious light,

Swarming, squeezing, squashing – until our shroud of saintly cotton

Deteriorates, decays, and decomposes

into a cloak of gray. Wheezing, gasping, and choking,

I wring myself out of that deceased, lifeless cloud.

I plunge toward the earth,

Riding on top of a breathless wind.

I marvel at the green leaves and red apples

And disintegrate in trillions of myself.

I ascend into the heavens.

A divine gleam props me on top of a fluffy chunk of mist and fog.

Millions join me under the glorious light,

Swarming, squeezing, squashing –

Wheezing gasping, and choking,

I wring myself out of that deceased, lifeless cloud.

I plunge toward the earth.

And disintegrate in trillions of myself.

I ascend into the heavens.

Millions join me –

Wheezing gasping, and choking,

I wring myself out.

I plunge toward the earth.

I ascend.

I wring myself out.

I plunge.

Ascend. Wring. Plunge.

Ascend. Wring. Plunge.

Ascend…