I could have bought
five more inches
for the price of the man's
soul sitting next to me.
he was old, I wanted
to say wise, but who knew.
he may have been dead
ignorant.
living late into life
knowing what could
not be said, what the
snake made-of-light
was telling us as we hurdled
four hundred leagues
and thirty thousand dreams
above their sorry
asses
2 comments:
okay, you gotta tell me what that first line is all about?
on certain planes now, you can buy yourself 5 more inches of leg room. Capitalism will think of anything, losers.
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