It would be unfair
if after flying
half way around
the world
cramped indelicately
between an
oversized computer
and a mother with an infant
suckling
letting go
suckling
letting go
screaming
napping
screaming
your plane crashed during landing.
It would be unfair if
your lover promised
he’d wait and when
you finally found
the suitcase and
the nerve and
the time
he changed his mind.
Lisa Kusel 