04/06/21

I miss a lot of things.

I do not care to admit

that I considered changing

my destination

in a state of contemplation.

I sighed when I realized

Hell is the final revalation.

Seat backs and tray tables

my eyes scream willing

the heart says unable.

Pull your seat belt

and tighten it.

Feel the squeeze of enlightenment.

We are cleared for take off

just as I doze off.

The landing gear screams.

I really miss a lot of things.