28.5.07

an image

a girl and a picnic table, sitting in an enclosed area with a captive tree.

she sits and watches the clouds through the bars, smoke trailing from her nose and mouth.

on her wrist, fading lines and a light blue string tying her to a red balloon.

she glances up and catches light coming through it.

the balloon shifts and wonders just how it can get away from its listless host.

the girl looks away.

her shirt has small holes in it from where she tore the buttons off.

her eyes are smudged from the wetness there.

its nothing real. their only irritation.

she cocks her head as the thought bows through.

then walks inside to blog.

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