2.xiii.00
aboard a flight to Paris
An Accidental Death In The Monkey House
would have been more interesting than some
non off screen death skipped skipped over hell
a monkey dying would be more exciting to watch
than Driver and Duchovny act but that's a mean
thing to say about monkeys isn't it
3:10am Paris time
well, not exactly Paris time
but an approximation
35000 feet over the Atlantic Ocean
in another time zone and I couldn't figure out
what zone would hit 3:15am
zounds
sounds of air that rushes
comforting in its buoyancy
like faith one must believe it works
man prays to saints that his daughter
will get her heart
Grace of my heart
and that saint (his favorite) has this power
because his pantheon is in charge
asking Zeus may require a hekatomb
these days are propitiate with candles incense
black internal monologues so far removed
from unabashed origins of bloody celebrations
the giving of life for the taking
ahh, it is time to sleep
Paris will move under our wheels soon
an hour and a half ago the captain
pointed to obscure towns in Newfoundland
and a lighted fleet of fishing boats
an hour ago he turned out the lights
switched on the fasten seat belt sign
flies us strapped in the dark
back to the old world
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