Mine would be perfect mermaid breasts

Mine would perfect mermaid breasts be…

Naturally large, buoyant, perky orbs:
weightlessly,
gracefully moving in rhythm
with the tide, my hair, my fins.
I’d float forever satisfied with their fluid companionship.

Mine would be perfect mermaid breasts.

But instead I am burdened by the gravity of their presence:
like Sisyphus, but of water - sentenced to drag
these sagging sacks of liquidity through the desert of my life.
Unable to quench this desire to cast off their weight,
I wake every day burdened by their continuous descent.


Donia Lilly
19 May 2006