slayerofangels

My ears throb.
I scratch a jaw
in dire need
of a razor,
while my eyes
search for meaning
in the window
to avoid looking
at the snoring face
of the man beside me.

A tap on my shoulder,
and I take the drink
from the stewardess
smiling so invitingly.
The plane lurches,
and as everyone
screams and reaches
for oxygen masks,
I laugh inwardly
at their folly,
and text that apology
to my dad.

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Battle not with monsters lest ye become a monster. And if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

PamHKyle

Liked 'reunited' a bit better than this, but just a bit.
Obviously something happened that made a deep impression on you...
I hope you didn't loose someone, but if so, my deepest condolances.
Regards & a big hug,
Pam

slayerofangels

Nothing like that. I started writing this but one part developed into reunited, while I kept the other as this. I know what you mean though, I liked Reunited too.

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For Sale: One soul. Mint condition, never been used.

Battle not with monsters lest ye become a monster. And if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

PamHKyle

That's a relief.
You really have an eerie way of getting into someone else's mind. (This piece & 'Reunited', 'Bittersweet Waltz'...) You're a true poet, I'd say. Never, ever give up & try to get published!

slayerofangels

Being published was never really the objective, would you believe. And I wrote no poetry until I came upon these forums. After that, I was addicted. I like the Drift on Inn in the general discussion forum too. Its a great release.

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For Sale: One soul. Mint condition, never been used.

Battle not with monsters lest ye become a monster. And if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche