intricate skies

balloons

when the rain
would fall down
on the cobblestones
i'd just stare out my window
and watch them tap
on the window panes

during these days
the cities and the stars
the galaxies and the stark
all seem so far
away

and as i lose myself
into another musing
the ground of earth shake me
into waking

here we meet again
with the shadows knocking on my door
and ghosts from yesterday
not leaving their feet on the floor

tangles of strings
all over my head
began to take wing
as it wrapped around my waist
and embraced me
into a hug

i watch
as conundrums
fall into a compromise
and here i am again
falling into its pit
as i let myself engulf
to the dream of tomorrow

still living inside a bubble
of hysterics
i wish it would pop
in a form of some magic trick

replace it
with a balloon
around my skull or body instead
so it could take me away
from this place
and together we'd fly
into space.