a year on an airplane

We flew over the Cascades
We were forced to behave while we sat
In rows like children.
I crossed some standard state lines
I finally found myself so far away from home
And even though New England intrigued us and thrilled us,
Our bones were cold as stick and stones.

We flew over the Cascades
Just to find ourselves in storms we've never known
The winds were like a beast with wings and yes
Everything was blown so far away
And I fell down, I failed to cut its neck.

Even after hours of waiting
There was no telling when the storm would find its way
The lands we tried to memorize
Were no longer wrapped in tepid shades of red
And through the night the storm held me down
And bit my neck and said it'd be okay
I stared into the fury
And the beauty of its overwhelming strength

The winds were like a beast with wings and yes
Everything was blown so far away
And I fell down, I failed to cut its neck

a year on an airplane by Daphne loves derby

i took these pictures
on the way to Texas
the moon above me and the man made stars below
beauty above and below