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Helicopter Parents & the Airplane Game

 

The life I planned for myself invaded Poland

and sued for peace.

 

There is a limit to public safety.

I remember the airplane game well enough.

 

Trick the child, raise the child, depend on the child

to ease you into the grave…

 

There is no way around it.

Time travel is such a stupid notion.

The moment you leave yourself,

you become a kidney stone

of the universe.

 

On one of those helicopter tours of the city

that show you building tops

but never adultery.

 

A large foam finger to point the simple

way to everywhere.

 

If most your friends are dead,

you will likely be unpopular.

 

Fingering payphones for their

only change.