Sensations

Street-lights golden nuggets on a plane I shimmer with anticipation Aircraft dips left like a soaring hawk Golden eyes zero in on its prey Aloft and descending turbulence Undercarriage open like talons Binocular vision so alert As screeching rubber thumps the tarmac Decelerate adrenal glands pump Undoing buckles my thoughts floating About casual normality Within casual catastrophe We have naturally come so far Yet I feel so unnatural here Aircraft mobiles cars cities and things Overwhelming sophistication Better to lie in my earthen bed Feeling the pulse of my heart beating Better to be the hawk in the sky Feeling the wind ruffle through my wings