Changi
Purple seats
Note: Wrote this while waiting for my flight at Changi Airport
Draw a series
Of diagonal lines
Parallel yet bidirectional
They are empty
On a terminal
Whose carpeted floor
Absorbs the shock
Of the world left behind
It is quiet
Across the thickest glass
Tails and heads and bodies move
Colors and prints
Long, lofty
They are huge
The doors open
It is cold
It is warm
You are now helpless
But surrender is freedom
Fasten your seatbelt
And enjoy the flight
The cabin
Is pressurised.
Note: Wrote this while waiting for my flight at Changi Airport
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