Cruising Altitude

Cruising Altitude

I have slept with thousands of strangers
over the course of my life:
an act devoid of any meaningful human connection
save, perhaps, for the brush of legs against knees
en route to the lavatory.

Loneliness reaches absurd heights
when one becomes
of these brief flashes of -

                                let’s face it -

                                n     o     t     h     i     n     g     n     e     s     s

masquerading as
legitimate intimacy

some thirty thousand feet in the air.

(IM, 01.18.2017)