I would eat air
if I could

and become World’s Fattest Breatharian
in the Guinness Book of Records

I would gasp the heat of the sun
and gulp water from the clouds

I would swallow the scent of grass and geraniums
and drain sustenance from the skinny shadow
walking in front of me

I would cackle like gravel underfoot
and dive bomb the sky like a lunatic magpie

I would munch the heady aroma of horse-shit and coffee
in lung-fulls!

oh Air!
elate me!

inflate me!


About Francesca Jurate Sasnaitis

Me = Francesca Jurate Kristina Sasnaitis... also known as Jūrytė/ Jūrytėle/ Jūračiuk/ Jurachook/ U-Russia/ Urata/ Rata/ Jay-bird/ Jay-peg/ Miss J/ Big J/ France/ Franca.... Sasna/ Fox/ Greville/ Knight... and Nerada Netis... as far as I can remember... oh, and there's still room for Kristina... somewhere, sometime... Me = drew, painted, made sculpture, then stopped; printed photographs, then stopped; wrote, then stopped; made furniture, then stopped; made prints, then stopped; became a bookseller and stopped; wrote some more, kept writing some... and more... started painting again... sold a few more books... stopped... wrote some more, kept writing some... and more... and now seeing words, writing images... was that last bit too wanky? What goes around comes around, I guess...
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One Response to breatharian

  1. Chuck says:

    Super poem. Sometimes I kid about being a breatharian so it’s nice to know there’s a poem out there. Just don’t gag on a chemtrail 😉

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