Thursday, September 27, 2012

hot air balloons

i want to live
more dangerously
she says
spraying a can
of whipped cream
into her mouth.
the x-rays were
negative. she's out
of the woods
as far as death
goes, but now
she's chasing it.
what say we take a
hot air balloon ride
this weekend.
fly high into the sky
and see the world
from a different
angle.  two words
you tell her, slowly
stirring
half and half
into your coffee.
power lines.
safari?  she offers?
bungee jumping?
no, you say
and sit back, sipping
your coffee. it's
not for me.

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