Plane Food

by scatterednotebooks

Out the window
the
World is a tiny place
and
All of the boundaries disappear

Now we are above the clouds
and
As far as I can see
It
Looks like what heaven would be

I have a taste
and
I know this can’t be heaven
so
I close my eyes
and
Dream

© L. Rose (1989)

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