Invitation for a ride on the Hindenburg
- cdavid508
- Jun 4, 2020
- 1 min read
It makes me so sad to think about sadness. (And writing that didn’t help.)
Why didn’t you deliver something instead of sadness?
Love, happiness, ecstasy even.
Were they so much heavier?
Happiness is a helium balloon.
Sadness is a lead balloon.
Yet that’s what you’re offering me a ride in.
Why?
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