open inside a blue balloon hold a fancy camera see pretty things record a dart quick it’s flying toward us don’t understand the popping sound in fact forget you even hear this be distracted by the bull’s-eye beneath it recognize the bearded lady’s smile don’t see the stuffed monkey you point to the colorful carnival looms behind sways in front of above beside the air that is another carnival ride you ride until you want to ride nothing else in a movie about something else  
close inside a blue balloon.