red eye

night brings
eclectic
fantastic
frustration

a flight
of swirls
and french
curlicues

dive
into teapots
and tickle
toast crusts

you speak
i cannot hear
over public address
whale songs

i extend my
hand
a foot feels
like fifty yards

kisses
micrometres from
touching sparks
miss connections

in terminal
holding patterns
you and i
in dreams

circling
i can see
my life
from here

Rene~September 2012

Image via Magpie Tales
Flying Down by David Salles, 2006

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18 thoughts on “red eye

  1. ha. i like much…some fun play in your lines rene…the public address what songs….your hand a foot…smiles…terminal holding patterns….you an i…very cool take, as surreal as the picture but clear as day….

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