Wing wrent clouds scatter into bits and pieces,
bursting contrail veins corpuscular. My entrails jitterbug
with the mechanical percussion’s jolt. Concentrating
my heartbeat, willing the machine – hang together!
Render me not into a misty red dawn today.


7 thoughts on “Jittery

    • I am terrified of flying and always fear the worst will happen. Sorry for making you consult Dictionary.com. My editor (husband) was occupied and didn’t rein me in!

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