Tagged: airplane

sitting by the wing

sitting by the wing
of a plane is often an
exercise in self-
preservation
,
counting every
nut and bolt,
willing every
piece of metal
to stay together,
holding breaths
twelve heartbeats
at a time
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: preservation

perhaps we are made

perhaps we are made
up of copies of ourselves
and each other – the

Willie Mae sits in Hangar B,
rebuilt, dreaming others’ dreams
.
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the minutes before

the minutes before
takeoff circulates within
the brain like
cabin air, suspiciously
fresh. things to note
are combined with
filtered things to
note – the nearest
exit doors are two
rows ahead, my
seatmate is reading
tabloid trash, we’ve
missed the departure
time, don’t forget
mom’s freshly cut
apple pear
.
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there’s a middle school

there’s a middle school
field trip feeling
on those late
afternoon flights
the hum of massive
engines weave between
daydreams, whispers,
and minutes that go by
unaccounted for, like
the names of cities,
towns that
hardly register
.
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