Of Crowns and Planes

coronate me
in the coronary care unit

this diary of
broken-hearted is typeset

feelings lowered case
just in time, for
ego was getting t a l l

i want to write
my own obituary or at least
oversee the fine print

a flippant sea captain
i am the demise
salty patch of ice

(and not to compliment
a scotch)

i believe i’ve seen
every corner of this tilted globe
yet i feel so jaded, contained in
four corners having never rode a plane

every time i see one in painted sky
i fear for failing engines
so like a xanax i
swallow you
my lenitive lemon drop

© Copyright Steve Shultz. All rights reserved.


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