Copilot
The closest I could describe it
[which I’ve never seen or felt]
would be that of a magic carpet ride
—an invisible one at that
navigating far from the ground
out of the city & over the fields
veering & twisting & accelerating
passing through unbelievable clouds
commandeered by the all-powerful
and me the copilot
june two thousand twenty-three
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