Lunes con Lalo: Airplane Musings

Lunes con Lalo: Airplane Musings
Poetic Wisdom for Your Week by Abelardo Delgado
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To the left of the plane are the sangre cristo mountains

the no-smoke sign gone

they all armed themselves, i could've sworn,

like racers they looked at it to start

once it went off,

all calibers, winston to my left,

sales to my right

and started shooting at each other

with smoke,

the social-cancer-causing ritual...

how many more days when pot legal

will join these wars acceptedly.

a pause, dinner was served,

the trays removed, the

matches and lighters initiated the battle

once again, and i inhaled,

what two or three had exhaled,

thinking, funny i never did smoke myself,

probably never will,

i do enjoy seeing some girl/woman

now and then bring the white rifle

to her pretty lips and graciously

fire the curls of smoke that

enshroud her pretty face/eyes

and make her even lovelier,

but we are just getting

ready to land into eight inches of snow in denver

and i have better things to remember.....

                      by Abelardo

15 minute delay

will a fifteen minute delay in houston's airport

disrupt the ability of eternity to import

foreign matter into the sole vacuum

of existence,

reason, peaks a tinsy bit at the window

watching humanity only partially undress

and i read last sunday

that the sun will burn itself out,

that, i presume to be the purpose

a god designed for mr. sun,

as he must have designed

a yet more destructive one

for mr. lon nol

but i hear clearly above the noise

of the harligen bound jet

the buzz of spirits playing cards

on the isles

as the two hostesses serve

refreshments up and down

filmed, recorded, stored, taped, filed

and the godness of infinity is

again measured in the change of time,

….time zones, you know....

and i close my eyes

and either die ahead of time

or see the womb, not my mother's but the speak of distant

dusts

in which all knowledge of my being flowing freely gusts.

 by Abelardo

"15 Minute Delay" and "To the left of the plane are the sangre cristo mountains," (c) Abelardo Delgado. Published with permission of the Delgado estate.