we rise in air through the dark rain
below us the great rivers and the sea
for miles around there is not one tree
glowing lights illuminate a hellish plain
we're in this speedy crowded aeroplane
above the clouds there's nothing to see
we're held together despite all degree
each heart is feeling the same even strain
so what the rain and cold follow us south
we're each for home and a short sleep
and then it's back to normal steady bore
the insincere greetings from each mouth
don't matter we've promises to keep
although we're all exhausted to the core
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
16 March 2007
yet another journey
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