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Click hereThe planes come in like morse code
(dot, dash, dot, what are you
telling me?) resolving into
gaudy crucifixes passing overhead,
tubes full of happiness and stress, just like
life really--are there good deals,
marriages, love, hope, new
life on board? But, breaking air, they
vanish over the horizon—
dash, dot, dash—their
message undecrypted.
Embarrassingly, I again can do little but echo Maria. A really interesting thought process well expressed.
I had forgotten why I enjoy your poetry so much. It has a great rhythm, tells a story from your POV. I liked it a lot, especially the crucifix comparison.
:)