Fitness: fact, fiction
or fantasy? – among things
meant. Parachutes

open like fuchsias,
picnic hampers
of kittens float quietly

down, as peaks
push through
resplendent mists.

Your sense
falls upward
like helium or blinds,

now it's precisely
subtitled, you realise –
as the first tentative

steps emerge
to be recorded
like a baby.

Consider the aspirin
in its exuberance
that picks itself up

and turns itself over
to become
no other than

water and air.
Like effusive, ever-
digressing chatter –

you could.

Aidan Coleman