Flight Material

Just a fun fact that I’ll
share with you tonight
is that I pack novels
on any given flight;
it’s a little bit funny
and I can tell you why
I care about what I’m reading
on the off chance I will die.

If the plane should crash
and the ground it will hit
I think I will be grateful
that I wasn’t reading shit.
I’ve had some sketchy flights
full of turbulence and dips
but it comforts me to know
I’d die with Vonnegut on my lips.

BB

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Amoureux

We were infatuated
falling in love as if
we were on a carousel;
fine as long as we kept
our eyes on each other
and ignoring that
everything else had spun
into a blurry chaos.

Our ticket was only good
for a couple of turns
and the ride was over
before either of us was ready.
We parted ways with a kiss
smiling sadly at the laughing lovers
still waiting in line to
experience the high price of dizziness.

BB

Warning: Fragile.

I put my hand on my chest
and I knew without looking
that my heart was broken.

I could feel the shards
rattling against my ribs
and piercing my lungs.

I coughed up your last words
bloody and shining diamonds
into the palm of my hand.

How could something that had
seemed so beautiful be
wreaking havoc on my soul?

I guess you could argue that
having a heart made of glass
was not a good idea after all.

BB