The Joy of Flying -Prompt 15, Hour 15

I feel like a wire, electric

I feel like time itself is below,

entire worlds just frozen, tiny

A metal carapace is all that stops

The world from meeting me too fast

Thousands of feet up in the air

hundreds of feet in little blue chairs

My ears are popped as we descend

I cannot wait to fly again.

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