'loon

i crave things in which i've never
seen;
people holding tight to morals
as children
on balloon strings
and held tongues on both sides of the
spectrum
i've worked much too hard to root out
the twists in asssociates
and the hate i carry tucked in
pockets
but still yet surrounded by the
evil
people
but i push upon my ribs and utter out
a laugh
because egg shells lay beneath the feet
of the ones we hate
and i hold the mallet of the game
"Don't break the ice!" they proclaim
and your world comes tumbling down
this is when you'll hear
and know without a doubt
the real giggle of justice served
because it will spill from between my teeth
and up,

up,

and away