Looking out the airplane window,
I hover over clouds and
bleached coral like
an omnipotent
observer
of every wave crashing below
the sky is silent to metal
noise and turbulence
pressure clogging my ears.
A stewardess pushes a cart
down the grooved
narrow strip, offering
complimentary sodas in
clear plastic cups. I accept,
except guilt bubbles inside and
this container will be empty
soon and likely floating beside
translucent jellyfish
and clumps of red algae
blooming together
in turquoise waters
under these
manmade
wings.
