Wednesday, January 23, 2008

O'Hare 5.



Here's the fifth in the O'Hare series of audio poems. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did to see people sleeping face down on their coats in a gargantuan airport. Yeah for flying!



5.

glass wings

and

gossamer wheels

turning over again

on the black

tarmac

for salvation,

balls of flame and

luggage,

little children,

angry parents.

I need sleep;

I need

rest.

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