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