Against reason I sit,
palms damp,
on another jet, waiting for take-off.

When one fork, magaznine, watch,
pair of glasses, suitcase, businessman
cannot levitate,
even if hurled,
how then 99 tons of aluminum,
steel, plastic, rubber, fuel,
forks, magazines, watches,
glasses, suitcases, businessmen?

No, I do not believe in aeronautics.
Why do I persist in putting myself
at the mercy of this miracle?


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One Response to FLIGHT ATHEIST

  1. as16@juno.com says:

    Have a wonderful reunion!!!

    Please note: message attached

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