paper airplanes, neatly creased and launched
from high atop the world
every spiral, every barrel roll comes tumbling
from high atop the world

waving from the cockpit
two dimensional,
college ruled,
and gravity is fuel for flying.

kamikaze coming in fast and plummeting
from high atop the world
cold eyes, sweating palms and laughing
face first in the earth

waving from the cockpit
two dimensional,
college ruled,
and gravity is fuel for flying.