She surrounded herself
with strangers

sat in her seat
( oblivious to all )

rose up up & up
in the air

until houses
looked like scale models

of themselves
people became ants

cars...toys

a lake a broken
compact mirror

the countryside a map
come to life

until all was wrapped
in the cotton wool of clouds

(and time flew
backwards)and

only then did she
allow her self to cry

and a skinny stewardess
with a stupid-stuck-on-smile

enquired" You...
. . .alright Miss?"