goldmourn (amberdawnpullin) wrote,
goldmourn
amberdawnpullin

balloons

In between waking and returning to sleep, I saw through my bedroom window dozens of hot air balloons floating past the balcony. There were people in parachutes, colorful moving art, drifting down from the sky.

Beautiful and bizarre.
Tags: dreams & nightmares, poetry & prose
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