..
one last red balloon
says the party’s over.
we can let the record
needle skip a few more
times, dance one last
rhyme or reason
with the rising sun;
the results are the same.
it’s last call for ever-afters.
the walls are tumbling down
and i don’t yet know
your name.
..
Lovely.
This is so coy. 🙂
Love the part about the record skipping — and letting it do so. This could be about all those dreadful middle school dances!