Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Flying Through Clouds So Pink

Can be daunting.
Is your seat belt fastened,
Mr. Potato Head?
Do you have your
Neck pillow, your
Cheap magazines?
Are you chewing
Your grey gum?
It helps, trust me.
Did you pack
Your boredom?
No? Then ask
The stewardess,
She should have some.
And your fast-acting sleep,
They’ll provide that as well.

Look out your window,
Mr. Potato Head. Tell me,
Do the mountains look
Like painted miniatures,
The cities like winter sidewalks?
Do the waters of Lake Eerie
Look like a spilled glass
Of aquarium water
From your favorite
Childhood cup?
Give it time,
It will.

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