through a small crack
in the door of a jet-way.
I see the rain and lightening
through my passenger window.
I hold the perception
that I need to stay on my feet.
Stay on my toes,
because how senseless (is it)
of me to make someone
smaller lift me onto mine?
He creeps his way inside the airport.
I'm sure he will provoke fear
and disturb the travelers on their wait.
In this moment all I see from inside
this dark cabin seems to be;
the jet-way lights,
rain cascading on my window.
This storm mirroring my upset
with several strong beams of lightening.
All I ask is for you to consider
the shape your health is in,
for the sake of those
you decide to leave behind.
