flying – I Write Her

Tuned In

the hustle and bustle around me
a layer i observe but don’t hear
isolated from the bubbles of others
trying to assimilate

there goes my gently bouncing head
the shoulders follow in synchronicity
to the rhythm of the music

i settle into the warm pocket
of my own construct
this created isolation

smooth vibes
smiles
ease

swaying in this soothing world
the melodies touching my soul
moving slowly through lyrical liquid

if only i didn’t ever have to put my phone on airplane mode

Originally posted August 16, 2018 on I Write Her. Published today with revisions.

pretty bearded tit
panurus biarmicus pose
flight above reedbed soon

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The hustle and bustle around me, a layer I observe but don’t hear.

Isolated from the bubbles of others trying to assimilate.

There goes my gently bouncing head, the shoulders follow in synchronicity to the rhythm of the music.

I settle into the warm pocket of my own construct, this created isolation.

Smooth vibes.
Smiles.
Ease.

Swaying in this soothing world of the melodies touching my soul.

Moving slowly through this lyrical liquid.

If only I didn’t ever have to put my phone on Airplane Mode.