#1080-Flying
Crowded skies.
But not like yesterday.
Everything’s different.
Airplanes grounded.
Masks.
Some take distance.
Others glare.
Fear-eyed.
With every inch,
Of their being.
Eyes can’t lie.
Clouds drift.
Tears and rain,
Fall.
Crowded skies.
But not like yesterday.
Everything’s different.
Airplanes grounded.
Masks.
Some take distance.
Others glare.
Fear-eyed.
With every inch,
Of their being.
Eyes can’t lie.
Clouds drift.
Tears and rain,
Fall.