Hum
it’s the
sonic
rumble
overhead juxtaposition
Inside life is a
quiet netherworld of
watches, cameras and magazines on display
A collage of imagery from the world at large
compacted into pages of gloss and newsprint
Shrines of pop culture and news for our temple of TRAVEL
Brightly lit displays of shadows cast upon shiny floors
Voices real and imagined hang overhead
like the monitors which digitally display our imminent departure
Stillness is a fleeting glimpse of tranquility
Streamlined moment away from conveyor belts, customs, carts, ticket counters and immigration control
Baggage checked
Weight now lifted by
other arms freeing me to write,
as I sip a latte and stare
at the clear walls of
air and sky with whom I’ll soon become
one