Sunday, January 06, 2013

Sunday Poem

You might want to work on this feeling of weightlessness
by inflating some white plastic trash bags with your
helium reserves. The urgency with which you fill the bags
is startling, even to us. Once you feel your heels
starting to lift a bit, imagine what I'm doing right
behind you all the time. The way you float when you float
is heavy. Don't worry, there's also a lot of news
being broadcasted on the internet. People put themselves
in harm's way in order to bring you the news cycle
so you should consume the news that has been gathered for you.
When I wake you up, it's on the news though it has nothing
to do with you. A possible prank gone awry.
You know what? We're so happy for you.


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