they bounce out of my head and hover
shoulder height attached round the neck
holding all the things
i want to say
i know a reader
would know what i mean
and understand
everything bottled up inside
but instead the words
are delegated to a circle
tethered only to me
by a few little bubble
sometimes i wish
i could let them go
like the balloon
they resemble
but are stubborn
and held by gravity
defying the natural order
to fly away and leave me
so instead i resemble
the proverbial balloon man
the only way to rid myself
of the things slowly choking me
is to pop them
and let them out
into the world
where they belong
not locked in a bubble
not held like a balloon
but free because somehow
that's lighter than holding on
