Peter Pan Feels Himself for the First Time

[71degrees]

Levitation was the training
weight felt in reverse.

I sit In the gray pixie
dust, its gold long gobbled
by the sun.

My green garb lets go
as if I'm a memory
It's held too tight.

I feel the breeze, the soil
the blood, and the pulse.
I feel my goblin 
the mischief, and the moss.

I feel the humidity, the summer,
and the naked heat. I feel my size
the glissando, and my heart beat.

I feel the rise and the rise and the rise
and the fall.
I feel the hunger

and yank a carrot
from the earth,
wondering how anything could be
clean if it came from dirt.

Methinks Peter Pan is reaching puberty.  One wonders how old the guy really is  The "yank" of the carrot is hilarious.  Don't like all the "I feel"'s...but even the repetition kind of fits the poem. I also think some of the line breaks need attention.  I'd suggest to lengthen the lines out as much as you can get away with.  I assume you know you have both "gobbled" and "goblin" in the same poem.  I like the second usage, not so much the first.    

I laughed when I read this and the fact I laughed again on a second read is good enough for me.  Nice poem.