Tower

I learned to fly
In a box
Zooming up
To my desk
In Tower Two.
And looking down
On planes
Cruising above
The Hudson.
Gazing at
The Statue
On its island
In the Harbor
Or the yachts
In the club
Marina
Down below.
My thoughts
Sailing off
To distant vistas
Never thinking
Of planes
Planning
A future flight
Toward my tower.

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