Thoughts on a plane

Since I’m flying out to Dallas today, in celebration of Jesus birthday #2, aka Easter, I thought I’d post this poem I wrote in college.

Thoughts on a plane

flying over a rich
part of Dallas

pools in every
backyard

it’s hard
not to imagine
a fucked up landing

complete
with a big crash and explosion
and all the women and children cry
when they see it on their TV

later in the evening they’ll swim in a pool I saw

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