Sat on the mac
flight twenty four seven
in a two by two

four seats across
with a catwalkway
up the crease of them

at the head of the hill
strapped between us and facing
is a redhead young and tall

"Flight attendants...

with evident netherhair
in its flying V
the color of a London bus

...please take your seats."

her legs just fallen open
some G (spot) force
in this turbulent night

her name it says is Charlotte
and that's where we're headed now
shot up into the dark so perpendicular

we men with our trousers tented
afloat still full of glimpsing
far from home and sometimes.

Austin - Charlotte
July 14, 2010

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