a poem without words
Chilling
and thrilling
Maintaining internal integrity and a constant struggle.
the bag is dead, long live the bag
Crushed by the weight of total indifference baggy will fly no more.
Alas
But somehow bag knows he can’t go it alone. In the end, bag finds bag, two bags against the world! Hey, I’m a romantic.
Yes, the sequel! Or Act 2.
!!!
!
.
Bag like red balloon 🎈 free to move but pushed by wind forces, not under self control.
A second time. Pure poetry in motion.
Even the bag seeks company...
So many interpretations…
Chilling
and thrilling
Maintaining internal integrity and a constant struggle.
the bag is dead, long live the bag
Crushed by the weight of total indifference baggy will fly no more.
Alas
But somehow bag knows he can’t go it alone. In the end, bag finds bag, two bags against the world! Hey, I’m a romantic.
Yes, the sequel! Or Act 2.
!!!
!
.
Bag like red balloon 🎈 free to move but pushed by wind forces, not under self control.
A second time. Pure poetry in motion.
Even the bag seeks company...
So many interpretations…