Thrown Out of a Burning Plane
Iowa or Nebraska? Kansas or?
I get tossed out before I get any answers.
Wow! This is the best idea I ever had.
I float like a cloud,
Can I flip onto my back?
Who would want to? This is heaven!
I float casually for quite a while,
Enjoying the scenery
This is better than being in the airplane.
I am actually part of this! I am a giant bird,
I am on top of the world.
Feelings I cannot describe have taken me over.
I am captive to feelings that have no name.
I float happily
Until I realize I am getting closer to earth now.
Panic rises to the top of the feelings pile.
What if I land on a big tree?
How deep is that water? Is it a lake or a pond?
Who will find me? Sky diving was crazy. Dangerous!
I hear the plane crash. Feel relief that I am safe. Did the pilot get out? He was a great guy.
Am I going to land in that tree? Who would find me there? Where is the steering wheel?
That is the last thing I remember
Then WHOMP! I was on the ground, landing insanely close to a lake.
A fisherman on the other side waved.
I waved back.
Normal? Probably never again actually.
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