
Night Flight
The show goes on before us,
False sense of security,
Hidden by the hostesses gentle smile,
My phone switched off,
The social media chain released,
Barrage of wanting and needing,
falling away and replaced by the stars,
Dull roaring engines,
A lullaby to a complex mind,
Pulsating vibrations,
Purifying responsibilities,
The ritual begins,
I order my drink,
On cheap plastic glasses,
The journey is served.
Muscles softening,
Reflexes relaxing,
Nervous system resetting,
Fight or flight but not tonight.
Between destinations,
Forgotten domain of the gods,
In this no man's land,
I find myself again.
This poetry was created in response to the beautiful collective invitation by @cabelindsay which you can read more about by clicking this link: 🔥 Steemit Vision Quest - Week 2: Night Flight. Thank you, as always, for the inspiration brother.