Tuesday, March 08, 2022

Taking Off From Phoenix

Sitting in the airport on a jet, 
I sometimes find I viscerally forget 
Just where I am. It’s like a movie set - 
A space apart - but then the plane takes flight 
And there below me, whether day or night, 
Some city sprawls, recalling to my sight 
My current location 
Just as I abandon it for my next destination.

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