pros and cons of balloons.

i keep shaking myself awake in the middle
of the day. daydreaming as usual. daydreaming about
getting back to my comfort. waking up to realize that, again,
he's off on tour. i'm feeling a little bit hazy.

i guess it hasn't hit me.

after 3 weeks of trying to soak up every second of
energy, + love,
[while still resuming as usual]
a weekend in the hot desert (overwhelmingly)
strengthened /
expanded /
bloated
my heart.
[my hands] my grip.

it all feels like those balloons on strings at the festivals...
going with the wind... individual
balloons.. holding up that string..
holding up each other.. out of line, but always in a line.
just when i think i've got a handle on it... the wind shifts.

but there is more good here than there is in a balloon.
(balloons liter the earth. they explode. they make your hair frizz.)

here balloons inspire.