When surpassing security and embarking the plane
I tend to ruminate a scene in my head.
I have packed my carry-on with all the essentials for my anxieties
and downloaded songs like “Thunderstruck” and “Immigrant Song” to inspire bravery.
I instill courage to my heart as I locate my seat.
And hope to whichever God is listening, to grant me serenity and safety.
The plane takes off and leaves the runway
I chew minty gum so the pressure won’t disturb me.
Smooth sailing but not for long
as turbulence hits, making cowards of us all.
I could have done without this form of travel
But at this point, in the air, it’s victory or Valhalla.