My Paper Air Planes

When I made the first one and suspense-fully sent to flight, (It was in our class room); entangled in a girl's hair-knot; She screamed; scratched; principal fed me with lectures might and tight, Friends treated me, as though in a murder-case I got caught...! Once, in an hospital where my father was admitted, My plane crashed betwixt cleaves of a charming nurse on duty; They said: get far away lest the doctor here, half-witted, Would see that your story ends soon just like your plane-sooty...! For fun, on day of marital engagement I did send, This clang to the sari of my mother-in-law; she swore; I had to run away for life; it was, yet, not the end, An indelible tattoo, within and without I wore...! I make paper-airplanes now; I do not send anywhere, I don't know where my destiny lies; might be in a hair...! 01 September 2022 PAPER AIRPLANES Poetry Contest Sponsored by: John lawless