Planar Suicide

The plane into the air

I think they should double

Runway length

It’s never enough not to fear

Or better yet

Shorten it

That’d open my eyes

I don’t fear a crash

From error or technical malfeasance

I just know people

And it’s fearing the suicidal pilot

In those moments before taking off

That’s what gets me

Thinking of his beer breath

And his tired eyes

And all the people that must bitch at him

All day

Like they do at me

And how I’d be thinking

Just keep pushing down

Shut them all up

It’ll be fast

You won’t even see it

Punish them, punish them

Punish them all