Zywa
I am a balloon
I am a balloon
tied together
with strings of gravity
to a hawser of people
in a knot of umbilical cords
(the earth)
My inflated head thinks
to be independent, floating
in its own piece of heaven
(a fantastic existence
above all the complications
in the knot)
so full of all sensations
that I don't want to puncture them
because I'm a balloon
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