Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

The Red Balloon

I must be sealed up
tight
like a jar of peanuts
if I am to do my art.
Otherwise,
I am always running
like ink across the page,
falling off of edges,
getting stuck in corners,
drying up before I’ve…
It is so easy
to watch the day float away like a red balloon
until it is but a speck,
untill it is gone.
Years later,
standing on the street corner,
you squint up at the sky,
but don’t remember
the red balloon
or even that you ever had one.