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Hot-Air

Intervening breath

screaming at myself

At my lack of self-love,

Cash-above-health-love

Flashing no wealth, love

What are we doing here?

The venom’s ballooning here

The voice never knew me here

My choices undo me here

I’m better than this,

Head-checker remiss

Demanding reset-vector

Resist!

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(Warning: Video contains strong NSFW language… And perhaps one big beautifully-shaped bottom. The message clearly isn’t about the bottom though, pretty as it is.)

(Damn I can’t wait until April 7th!)

My second poem for dVerse’s Quadrille #29, hosted by the talented WhimsyGizmo. (The balloon prompt.) I wasn’t going to share this one, as I felt it was a bit too blunt, too negative, but WhimsyGizmo convinced me to give it another look.

Feel free to drop by and read other poet’s contributions to this prompt.

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Air-Filled Pauses

Our thought balloons

referenced one another

in past tense

even as

our flesh

presses

our present

spent in dark recesses

of hypothetical

bubbling imaginations

swelling with fullness

of what might have been

and what could be

if we

exhale

into crust,

breathing

lustful toxins.

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Written for dVerse’s Quadrille #29, hosted by the talented WhimsyGizmo. Today’s prompt is to write a quadrille using the word balloon. I wrote one other quadrille using the word balloon while I was at work, but I felt it was too negative, so I’m sharing this one instead.

Feel free to drop by and read other poet’s contributions to this prompt.