Hot Air Balloon

How quaint I should think
not of a New Mexico sky
filled with floating orbs of
every color,
but an old busy body
who was free to tell everyone,
but mostly her family
how poorly they behave
and how much they disappoint.

So lovely to look at
big balloons
floating in
the brilliant summer skies
as I drive along
a lonely desert highway.

Too bad you ruined it
by being so hateful
and everything
you should not be,
because you could not be
anything
but a bag filled
with hot air.