Atomic Number 2

I am not a fan of this circle/cycle

this repetition of action

this same ole lame ole

feeling of again

I love you again

so I allow you again

to be near me again

inspire me again

and deflate me again

A sad balloon, I am

withered because you gas me up

and don't tie me down

and I never ask you to knot

but always again

when I'm around you again

I am so full of you I could pop

He-li-um when I need healing

Inert and ineffective by choice

you run from me because I desire your breath

and you're too stingy to let me hold it

But you dream of the way that I contain you

Smile at the luxury of our decorations

Fantasize of archways built and a million releases

and then again

There is nothing to enjoy here, let the air out of the balloon