Balloons on the fence

A-A-A

I'm welcomed to a kids party for party kids

A balloon in my hand, heart beating fast 

adrenalin.

lips moist wet, dripping with gloss. 

Shiny eyes, shiny lips.Glowing. Etherial.

silly

I'm six again I want to hear that pop I want to squeeze I want to hear the air escape

Quickly to my lips I suck and suck until the climax.

I'm goneEeEE

D-D-ddddDizzy on airrrrr (oh wow), floating in spaceeee (HIIII) no answers no nothing leeaVE me HErEE

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Back.

Fucked thought, first thought.

  • Author: A-A-A (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2018 20:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: A poem about NoS. Standard.
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 19


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