19 April, 2011


Carried by the weight of air
and bouncing with light and space,
our breaths are surrounded by rubber/plastic/chemical.

They tumble violently,
held by children celebrating (anything),
turned into animals by clowns, representing (anything).

Potential and kinetic energy
mix to create the perfect toy.
It defies gravity, and locks up glee inside its volume.

The colors mix like prisms
and we remember how to dance and shout,
looking at them in wonder at any age.

They are large and sound like dragons;
They are small and filled with water.
All of them announce FIESTA!

These bags of air and light and happiness
go with us from the crib to the grave
dancing in the breeze with bravery and silence.

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