Sometimes a “skinny” poem’s fun to play with. And breaking up the expected in a rather ornery mood.
~

Aviatrix

I get off on
it, scoff at
ground
walkers
down be
lo & be
hold—
sky waves
a big hello.
Nobody drags
me under
no beast nor
man can
tether me
to lack
luster earth.
Wind, cloud
I am a
light o, how
I hate
going back.

~

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