Within the confines of an airplane.
It is not so much being without you as the thought of being without you that freezes me. My mind ceases to process the idea in order shield me from the emotional ramifications of pursuing such a thought. Simultaneously, my brain rattles in a desperate attempt to drown itself in a thought that relieves my body from the noxiousness that is the thought of your absence. You know a thought has meaning when you feel your body react to it, when you feel it racing, or rather creeping, from the epicenter of your head to the tiniest peripheral outskirt of your body, from behind your forehead to the inside of your fingertips.Within the confines of an airplane.
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I wrote this while I was flying back home after visiting my parents and brother. They live far away from me. It is not about any one of them but about all of them together and individually.
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Stryx commented on Within the confines of an airplane.
04-14-2010
- You continue to amaze me. I look for traditional poetry, Yet your thoughts I can translate into poetry. I like it.
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