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letra de altitude - annie blackman

waiting at the gate they say
“the planes too hot to fly, and folks we know
and folks, we’re sorry, but it’s 85 degrees inside.”
‘too hot for who?’ i think
like 85 is painless
if i’m cozy, slowly dozing off to seat back entertainment
and wake up, we’re over hackney(?), a place i’ve never been
just an hour north and east of where i used to sleep with him
and what good does the altitude do
if i’m taller than ever and tiny to you
and what good are the tailwinds today
if i’m almost always facing the wrong way
lowering the landing gear and putting up the trays
and “folks it’s 40 in manhattan
folks we hope you’ve had an easy day”
hi-ing the cabin crew who patiently deplane us
in the gridlock in the aisle that the guy behind me finds outrageous
long week, and i’m exhausted
missed you, but not a lot
so he took off my newest dress in austin at the marriott
and what good does the altitude do
if i’m taller than ever and tiny to you
and what good are the tailwinds today
if i’m almost always facing the wrong way

- annie blackman

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