Humanoid in Flight

 All
these fragments:
bitterness we crave
bitterness we shirk
creeping fog along the lens
squealing in the
channel of my
ear, as
pressure lapses
mediation among
belly, spine
elbows fending armrests
salt & pepper, neatly trimmed
ankles, folded
hips stowed
anus mute
rest upon the leather air
creeping hum along the wrist
celebration on my tongue
vagueness on my eye
swaying on the sky

13 May 2022 | Westjet