Saturday, February 19, 2011

Anniversary


I like to imagine she danced while she held me,
Balloons fell from the sky,
Passersby watched as I gurgled and smiled,
Taxicabs chorused nearby.
The day I was born, the earth's rotationFlung thousands of people away.
Minding their business, walking the street,
Sucked up by the sky from the fray.
I felt no disruption, all was kin.The sun set upside down that day.

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