Friday, March 14, 2014

flight







i'm the plane that went down
no satellite needed
i've got my sonar on
ping....ping.....ping....



but it goes unheard.
sad, chilling chimes
from the depths of watery blackness
..ping......ping....



go unnoticed..
as usual.
up above
traffic as usual
lights still blinking
dishes cleared away
errands run
smiling lips painted on
but no one's inside.



how long can one maintain this existence
without outside contact,
without oxygen,
light,
a warm hug,
a heart that understands.
signal continues...
ping...ping...
one only needs to look
into the blue.



then again,
don't bother.
she's dead.
you can see it in her eyes.

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