Friday, November 6, 2015

Baloon~ Part Two

and then there are those other balloons

you know, the ones you bring into your house for special occasions

mylar balloons, tough little buggers on the outside

they usually get tied down to keep them in place until the party is over

i think they secretly love being tied down and on display

where everyone can admire them for their shiny exterior

no one thinks about them being bloated up with air on the inside

they are cool until the party is over and you untie them

that is when they become annoying

they float around from room to room hovering over your head

somehow they seem to follow you no matter which room you are in

there they are, those damned balloons, hovering

looking down at you from high above as if they are somehow better than you

every now and then as they hover overhead they get caught in the ceiling fan

thwup thwup thwup thwup

it always seems to happen when you have managed to escape to another room

and it scares they crap out of you

i think they do it on purpose just to get attention

by then, they know you are getting tired of them

after a few times of pulling this stunt, they begin to weaken

and then you notice they are not hovering above, but are hovering at eye level

that's when they really get annoying,

getting in your face

following you around

looking at you with that stupid look

like "here i am, notice me"

you sit down and there they are in your face again

 with their smug look

as if to say "i am still here, you can't get rid of me"

so you smack them out of the way 

and hope they float off into another room

or just suddenly deflate and be gone


after awhile they seem to lose hope and they get even weaker

they go hang out in the corner and you barely notice them for days

you forget about them as you sit down to read a book

and then they seem to come back to life and start floating around once more

they appear in your peripheral vision while you are relaxing

and scare the crap out of you all over again

they always look like some intruder waiting in the shadows to kill you

this happens for about three days

and then you get fed up and start to plan their demise

and one day, you just do it

you grab them as they hover next to you with that smirk on their shiny balloon face

and you squeeze them, hard, trying to strangle the life out of them

but even in their weakened state, they are tough to kill

so you get up from your comfortable spot on the sofa

walk into the kitchen

grab a steak knife

and plunge it in

^^^^^^^^^^^^


(Not so simple words unless you really "get" me , written on a November morning and afternoon when I decided I would not go down so easily )



~Lia 11/6/2015

12 comments:

  1. Obviously, an inflated piece ... ;-P

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  2. not really air, but a magic, mysterious substance that gives them the peculiar properties you describe - blame the Publix man :)

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  3. The Steak Knife Solution. excellent!

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  4. I like to take them outside after the party and watch them fly away quickly...

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    1. That is probably the best way to handle those kind of balloons :-)

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  5. Great one! (-:
    Hot air, cold air,
    Which one in tune?
    Just another balloon..

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