up above the birdies

i like flying

in the absence of personal wings

a seat on a plane comes in handy

once you get through the deeply personal searches

at the airport

it all gets better

these days

i just take the apron off and dump it in the scanner tray

[as i was doing so in America recently

the chap on duty bleated

"are you decent?"

as i was beginning to divest myself of it]

you'd be amazed at how many people

despite having a window seat

would rather watch a movie

than look out at this

there are tracks out here

 those who lived here first

 the explorers who passed this way

meandering tracks that follow contours

and then

lots

and 

lots of straight lines

from people getting somewhere in a hurry

treading less lightly