takeoff

Lilting tilting through the air

grinding gears that lift and tear.

pavement kisses, say goodbye

break free, takeoff, to the sky.

 

Whistling wind that slivers in

waiting, cold and shivering.

burning rubber lights the night,

twirling smoke-flavored goodbyes.

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