balloons

All this beauty, all these privileges
fall into your lap
but you can´t stir, can´t get up
you feel like a chewing gum
that has been chewed on for too long
foul taste in the mouth
but you can´t spit yourself out
your skin, your sins
are wrapped too tightly, too mightyly
around you
you´re sore, you´re the wound, the splitting
you caused when you were born
- reborn into consciousness
the splitting between
light and dark
heart and reason
life and scars
love and treason
you love the void
the womb devoid of
judgement, clarity, people
and all those years
that have and will
waste your youth and spirit away
can I resist
can I insist on all those ideals
hanging in my sky
like balloons on a line
ready to flood the world
with a cunning smile
and airy delight