Alternative Air Source
If the ocean is only a sequence of shared breaths,
Then you may dream your way across
Its vastness, until you wake to morning’s reprimands,
Rising like lilies to meet the radiation.
You never stay under too long, and worry
You will drown if you can’t learn to breathe
Underwater. Worry you will need to change your appetite
Soon, new drinks for new seasons appear the color
Of blood, but not the consistency. Foreign thirsts
Boil, yet somewhere you can taste a memory
Of soft smiles, reheated and crisp, lost sounds as spit shining
On your lips. Burst rudely into the future, splashing
Meteoroid in the dark searching for solar embrace, gently
Melting you. Another clumsy moment of reciprocity
Like the years that kill you as they are given.
This marine life drifts away, stays with you
Only long enough to fill you, but you have bubbles
In your lungs. Rather, your lungs are bubbles
In Galileo’s thermometer, where fragile rising and falling
Balances forever against the threat of crash and spill.
Bobby Bolt is a senior English student attending the University of Illinois at Springfield, graduating in Spring 2016. He is pursuing an MFA in Poetry beginning in the Fall semester, pending acceptance. Bobby edits poetry for the Alchemist Review as well as Compass Literary Journal, of which he is a co-founder. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Alchemist Review, Postcard Poetry & Prose Magazine, An Anthology of Love Poems, and Route 7 Review. In October 2015, he read at the Poetry Foundation with Adam Clay, Jessica Anne, and Kathleen Rooney for their Open Door Reading Series.