I suggest composing notes
on the aqua helium balloons
my children receive
at the all-American eatery
and setting them free
into the beyond:
Please call us if you find this!
or perhaps, What goes up,
must come down. Or even:
Consider this a beginning.
My daughter, eyes widening,
shakes her head vehemently,
“Oh no, no, no, we shouldn’t
give our number to strangers!”
And in a moment of reversal,
I plead, “But then strangers
we would no longer be.”
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I actually wanted the second and third hypothetical messages to be truly kooky and surreal, but I can't think that way right now. Suggestions are welcome :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm too blasted by the senate race in MA to be much help... but I like the poem and how the balloons never have to go anywhere. The reversal at the end, of course! - because we want our kids to trust and be wary all at once.
ReplyDeleteAlso, why don't I have a friend named "Booty Homemaker?" Quite the moniker.
ReplyDeleteI have a photo clip of the man who had lifted himself up by helium balloons tied to his chair. Just to see if he could, he said, to reporters who had asked him why. I want to be like that.
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