Plane Rideby April Ardis AndersonIn the mid-winter clouded noon Above car, over house, through atmosphere Until White billows of gods below Grudgingly gave passage through beauty eternal To the projectile As it continued on the jetstream course. Unfortunately this lustrous dot Found necessary the means to land A request the velvet lords denied Blocking all passage. Desperate Diving Plunging Plummeting Tearing sacred ivory tissue The broad-winged bird descended. Parasites hitch-hiking internally Quite unaware of the danger, the terror As the angered deities Howled and twisted, reached for and grasped The air behind the metal mosquito As it persisted in purloining a path Splitting the most holy cotton puffs. Soaring scintillating fish erupted Leaving a red-violet wound in the vapor Bleeding ethereal sunlight Into which the citizens below gazed Trying to catch a glimpse Of Heaven Before the gods conspired And the storm ensued. |
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