seat number

seat number

A Poem by s.azeem

I dont know what it is with people on planes
lending me the window seat,
giving me gum
is that god reminding me there is room
for love
by casually seating me next to it?
In that case
I wish to be a person on a plane.

© 2025 s.azeem


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Added on August 4, 2025
Last Updated on August 4, 2025

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