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