somersaulting olive when i somersault in a pool i can't help but think about a baby in a womb or a man in outer space attached to the rocket-ship by a long tether. either way i feel like there should be something coming out of my belly button, holding me down. keeping me from floating away into the milky-way. some reference point for what is up and what it down. often times when i come out of a somersault in a pool i end up facing a direction that i was certainly not facing before. underwater my body twists and contorts to make some movement that's far from symmetrical. but still i feel very beautiful. and i wonder if one day when i come out of the water, out of this acrobatic womb, if i will rear my head into a world very different from the one i went in on. maybe it will be like this place i went in a dream once- where there was only neon colors and everything was bouncy, and nice to touch. and gravity didn't depress me quite like it does on earth. 101111 what's it to you? who go blather from