I used to be a madman
Zipping through the silent skies
At the brink of dawn
When the blue barely got eaten by the mango sun
I used to feed on thrill
I used to charge into "danger zone"
Our Tomcat cutting through dense ether
I used to rule the aerosphere, but not alone
You were always behind my back
Always by my side
Always, my best friend, my brother
I miss you my wing man
I wish you were here
To see how we've finally melted
The icy cold heart of a man
His vengeance has now been
Taken over by much respect
We teamed up to strike down
Four MiGs, when called
To tackle crisis situation
And while I escaped what you did not
I'm sorry for you, for my loss
You could have been here
It could have been us
Lighting up the air
With our jet wash
Rev up, throttle, dodge, maneuver
Target, lock, missile, eject
A chase in our F-14 will never be the same
Not again, not without you
Between you and I, my friend
I was the bad example
So I'll return to school
To indoctrinate more like you

Perhaps I'll move to the cardboard box
that sits under the stairs.
I'll say I found a new apartment,
one at no expense.
I'll have my own aerosphere
3rd-class postage stamps,
punched into my knees.
I'll get to know the gloves and folds
that package at my skin-
let the corners of the box
soften into different shapes
and alleviate my fears.

The sun is caressing her skin, vapor rising into
the blues, the sky is drowning in cool coteries
of crystal particles, a flock of aerosols, unison
hanging in the air, electrifying the aerosphere

It is raining, we are dropping as bright strings,
we are the rain, tiny drops of light, it's vertically
moving, in a whole structure, and shadows are
bursting out of us, as we are landing on Mama

Soil hiding under shiny rugs, turning land into
aqueous gardens, fighting for life, while dim
is stopping this melodic fest, as droplets are
reflecting their gold on tins, and forging hubris

Stream is finding the gate, entering as a whole
into the lamp, filling every corner with beams,
spreading bloom around the luminous flower,
it is beginning to breathe, here and now, Om