Red Balloons
As he rolled over on his side and fumbled to the edge of the bed
he looked at the palms of his hands and
stared without blinking

"smells like rubber,"
and he shook his head

but when I think of rubber, I think of bright red balloons
floating up to the sky away from a child's reaching hand
right before she starts to cry,

(mouth gasping) wide.

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A/N 11/8/07
It's about time.