A Blimp Accident

Sun, 02/22/2015 - 22:49 -- ZIX

Helium, Hydrogen, in my brain,

Inflating, Growing, all the same.

No rightful light, to make my flight,

Duly humble, normal, sane.

Essence is, as all may know,

Not found in those who merely follow.

But keep in mind, not praise, not pride,

Unwholesome plots of art subside.

Running, Rumbling, in my head, a--

GREAT EXPLOSION in my mind!

This poem is about: 
Me

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