Take deep breaths
today and yesterday,
on the plane,
three movies,
one too same.

What’s come over me,
I thought I saw your face
wearing a smile,
dimpled on the side,
tears falling to rest
upon your cheeks.

Like a memory
you’re here for a while
and then you’re gone.
It slips around me,
and tickles me,
wet upon my cheek,
and then you’re gone.

7 days melt into one,
funnel down
into a very small hole,
cylindrical, worm-like,
two heads,
one on each end.

You make me feel long.