Longing

Risky Flight

I’m sitting in the plain,my colors rinseddown drain;a sterilized domain.He said I was a planegirl,always jetting offto the next guy.Maybe it wastrue, I didlook for the exitsign wheneverI took a seat bysomeone new.Heads more abstractwhen viewedfrom the back. It’s always thewindow view for me.Head bangingagainst the pain,mid-flight.The damage,a pillow-less overnight.I did not stopthe take-off,my baggagecheck,customs […]

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