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			<title>Charmed</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2010 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> Home from a party 
<br>
 the silver balloon 
<br>
 followed me. 
<br>
 From room to room, 
<br>
 it bumped the ceiling, 
<br>
 in my wake 
<br>
 morning to night. 
<br>
 By some freak 
<br>
 of draft or static 
<br>
 electricity&shy;&rdquo; 
<br>
 it waltzed as if charmed. 
<br>
 Why did it choose me, 
<br>
 not my husband 
<br>
 or sons, to chase? 
<br>
 When the helium weakened 
<br>
 it sank to face 
<br>
 level and bobbed, 
<br>
 nodding assent 
<br>
 to my every choice. 
<br>
 Still not content, 
<br>
 for days it stalked 
<br>
 unshakeably. 
<br>
 Its ribbon hung down, 
<br>
 synecdoche 
<br>
 suggesting a torso, 
<br>
 pathetic and spare. 
<br>
 I&#146;d turn and confront my 
<br>
 reflected stare. 
<br>
 As it grew wrinkled 
<br>
 it followed still 
<br>
 rubbing against me 
<br>
 at ankle height till, 
<br>
 annoyed, I tied it 
<br>
 to a chair&#146;s back. 
<br>
 In a distant corner 
<br>
 it dangles, slack, 
<br>
 a slighted suitor 
<br>
 or castoff pet. 
<br>
 I should throw it out 
<br>
 but haven&#146;t yet. 
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