poetry by j matthew waters

all aboard

lights are everywhere like an
electric parade up and down
streets without ends

alien onlookers are amazed
with colors and sounds
this virtual airstrip provides
capable of calling forth
anything attracted to the lights

systematically tagged
the subjects board
kaleidoscope spaceships
buckling in and holding their breath
until reaching their final destination

october two thousand thirteen
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9 thoughts on “all aboard

  1. I well know that flying-caused breath holding. Yet I will breathe in all I can until the final disembarkation.

  2. “I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships lying in the yellow haze of the sun…”

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