26 Jun 2014

POEM: Air travel

Its been a while since I shared a poem with you, and so here goes nothing...

Just beyond your fingertips
the air swirls
and teases swooping up
and down like clouds of lead
free
to float away to nothingness
as hope evaporates.

Leaving an imprint where
it once sashayed
around and around and around
inhaling every breath of anticipation
of what
could
be.

Loss echoes and vibrates
on the ribcage
confusing messages
of hunger 
the totality of emptiness
in that second
hopeless.

Time passes
without acknowledgement
a moment
a lifetime
the sameness is the same
until hope
is regained.

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