Tuesday, October 05, 2004

Chasing Sunset

6:05 and not even
the apple juice-induced
fingerprints
of previous passengers
can detract
from the
flaming red melting to hottest pink
energy band
glowing and
slowly
shrinking into
horizontal thinness
outside my window.

Amidst the gray
and shadowed fluff
it stretches and
teases,
seemingly slipping into
nothingness
and then
peeking through
once again.

"Chasing sunset,"
my seatmate suggests.
"Indeed,"
I agree.

As
questions unanswered,
dreams unrealized,
ideas unexpressed,
and random images
play hide & seek
mind games within,
I glance away
and back again.

Then
the day of
fitful, family-forging,
magical muscle-making
memories
with a few final
moments
of air travel anxiety
comes to an end.

6:17 Central Standard Time.

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