Zero leaks and flees

escapes like gasses

self-inflates into balloon

rises in his self-esteem

Eyes rise in mute salute

Stiff arms follow suit

There is no uniform

that doesn't fit a man

who waits to be begun

to join a regiment

of rage in which each

issued shirt turns brown

Let all hell break loose!

Let each his business

do in accordance with

the mood transmitted

by the big balloon in

nods and bobs in lingo

if it makes no sense no

matter He's the boss

the commanding zero

the helium hero who

rules gassy heaven

like a combusting sun

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Nov 5, 2016