Thursday, February 22, 2018



Carter Billis
Balloon
by Carter Billis

String tied tightly around my wrist
My thoughts float loosely in the wind
Enclosed in a safe of latex.
Can’t get too far from me
I could lose touch with myself
But can’t get too close
I could lose touch with reality
I’ll keep them hovering at about ten feet Hoping nothing comes to pop them
when I’m not looking.



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  1. Wednesday PoetsFebruary 22, 2018 at 2:32 PM

    I like its lightness of being! I like the "safe of latex." Never thought of a safe being other than square. Not square, this. Thoughts tethered, free to float but not too far out.
    Sylvia Manning

    Yep. And I like its length, not stringing us on and on.

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