Tagged: plane
in the space of two
in the space of two
raindrops, a plane takes flight – window-
seat on the tarmac
.
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drinking from a fire-
drinking from a fire-
hose, building the plane while you
are flying it, six
of one, half a dozen of
the other – we live here now
.
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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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somewhere between
somewhere between
san francisco
and st. louis,
the hours
dissolve into
sky, mechanical
wings tow
the night, heart
learns
to be taut
.
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in mid-air, between
in mid-air, between
time zones,
the new year is
a quiver
of arrows,
loosed,
looking for
its mark
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if sleep were a plane,
if sleep were a plane,
i’ve missed my flight tonight – and
hunger’s whistling
.
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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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got the call at 10:20, and i want to fold
got the call at 10:20, and i want to fold
grief into a paper-plane, drag the oceans into long
division, and let the sky toss us home.
better yet, i want to play the quantum
physicist, crawl into a polynomial
embrace, tie the formulas end to end to end
to fish us triumphantly
out of the terminal wormhole.
with a fist in my heart, i know now
the saddest part of loss
is the sudden departure of fear
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