when the movie - mediocre - is long over
when the meals have been peeled open
and eaten with impossibly small spoons
when the crossword someone else began
again attempted not completed
is left for the next idle passenger
searching for distraction
thats when i notice
that this is life
this distraction this suspension
this strangers baby crying that i'm trying to ignore
all this time ive wasted while waiting to land
was life
and the least i can do now
is write something about how it is up here
looking down on the silver side of clouds
one so rarely sees
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