3 years ago
Buildings are Courageous
wide innocent eyes hint tears
as his fascination races higher and higher
taller than the tallest tree, he thinks
pointing, begging his powerless mom
‘my ballooonn…’
above the carnival it climbs
rising above the quiet country town
‘hold all calls for the day, Carol’
he swivels from his formidable desk
to his picturesque view of the investment-dividend world,
dense spires of towering infinity, reaching out to -
a balloon floats by his window
and somewhere, far below, among the blurry dots
is one upset kid who just lost the best thing ever
and a mom, who is no longer a god.
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