Hot air balloon

I can begin again 
pretend I’m going back
in time I can consume myself 
a fraction of a fraction 
of a fraction at a time 

I can teach myself 
when I need to take a breath
inhale and slow down
the world outside 
when it screams
words that have made me squeeze 
my insides 
for decades at a time

No I can fill up
like I’m a balloon 
full of hot air
I can float away now 
far away from here 
I can look back down
makes it all look so small 

I can consume myself 
breathe in
gently 
confidently 
a fraction of a fraction of a fraction at a time
taking up space

mine.