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In The Moment

The kids are in love, and so sweetly

you can see it melting out of them,

see gravity getting smashed into

a million pieces beneath their feet

as they bounce along, occasionally

touching down because they can.

 

In their free hands, the ones not

holding the other’s, they clutch balloons

painted in colours we can no longer see,

inflated with their restless thoughts of

an unmapped future, raw materials

yet to be processed into anxieties.

 

Don’t you remember the first days of our

being? The damage we caused to gravity?

Our balloons? How the brilliant shock

of it interrupted time itself, and made

the future evaporate, while we failed to

notice ourselves not breathing properly?

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Biography

Robert Ford lives on the east coast of Scotland. His poetry has appeared in both print and online publications in the UK and US, including Antiphon, Clear Poetry, Whale Road Review and Ink, Sweat and Tears. More of his work can be found at https://wezzlehead.wordpress.com/