Against reason I sit,
on another jet, waiting for take-off.
When one fork, magaznine, watch,
pair of glasses, suitcase, businessman
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?