Blue Babies - Midnight Movies

Pastels and circles

Lights on a wire

Balancing babies

Absense of time

Dreaming of mother while they hover

Sun rays blanket them while they dream

Line stretching out over the city

People below will carry parasols

Blue babies on the line

Happens time to time

La la la la la

Fragrent breeze of mother’s broken touch

Lures them in from miles

Once in awhile

Eventually she realizes

Tight-rope walker she becomes

Careful not to shake the pins loose

Steady she steps with her arms out

Balancing