Wednesday, March 16, 2005

There's something ticking in the overhead and inside of your brain

I wrote this down while waiting for my plane in the Minneapolis airport last January. I was flying alone on my way from Saskatchewan to Texas. Not knowing a single person within two thousand miles of your location and being stuck where you are is a weird and lonely feeling. Very weird indeed...

Departed

I had a conversation with a man on an airplane
as we were falling to our deaths.
He said to me,
"This is where the dream ends
and you wake up from the ring of the alarm."
I said to him,
"It's funny how I dream about dying,
all the while I'm still alive... I think."
He said,
"Don't worry about it, son.
It'll all be over soon."
I said,
"Alright."

Posted by Lando Commando @ 8:35 PM