POEM: Seaplane – Yale Daily News

What do they say about madness?

Flying the same route over and over again

In a seaplane that crashes on the coast?

The vehicle hides the meaning.

I’m mean, even though I don’t mean to be. Mainly

I miss a body flying over another body

Buy massages and bottles of beer,

Rinse until the water runs clear.

What do they say about water?

Is the body half full or maybe more? I’m so clean.

Loose, lifted, light.

Bright enough

Know that getting into a car is not love.

What do they say about the air?