much like falling
Friday, June 1, 2007
today
i walked upon trails of blue,
surrounded by lollipops and candy canes,
with my valiant black balloon.
fluffy,
a new born thought
for the pink cloud that melted in the caverns of my mouth
short and sweet, but a drizzle is amiss.
candy apples,
covered in caramel-ly goodness,
sunk in spears of hard candy,
a bite, and a chunk less from the whole.
happy,
i was, frolicking aimlessly
following the trails of blue
leaving behind a pool of sick.
acid to my skin
this black rain,
my eyes race to see the accursed cloud,
only to see my black balloon mysteriously dripping with black goo.
pull, tug, my hand goes, my mind says,
another shade closer
it comes.
bump,
the onomatopoetic sound in my head
as black balloon touches my face,
it throbs heavily
shakes manically
as if to explode at a moments notice.
fly,
i let it fly.
Duh, I don't want it exploding on my face.
smiled at the sun again @ 9:17 PM,
