Mayday

I can feel the vessel being pulled in all directions.

Every indication points to Mayday

Its not a crash, but a feeling of being on the edge of something;

tons of possibilities, a calling, a meaning.

An alarm of impending doom if I didn’t know better of excitement;

so much to do ahead, no more time to think.

On this third day(of slumber) on the first of May, I rose again to see

a calling to stay grounded to focus on flights to-be.

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