you seem (to have zapped)
the
life
out of me,
popping my fathomless dreams
like
helium balloons
on long paper strings.
i
took your picture
at
a park
under a gazebo
and
we let them go,
(floating)
up into the old
coconut sky,
revealing less
(and less)
about
the poison inherent
in
a glorious day
of
sunshine
without proper air...
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