Red night
Speckled lights like jimi sprinkles on the hot fudge Sunday
Pinholes in the fabric of earth below my chariot in the clouds
Small glimpses of the life of others filling my ears
The absolute beauty of hurling my body through the atmosphere
Like a horseshoe thrown by a team of madmen a thousand plus miles
And now the soft blue of the sky fading into my thoughts her
Almost there or here depending on perspective
Knees buckling story straddling adventure
I am flying west