talking to the airplanes

buses pass in a cold shrill
while cars simply snap!
motorbikes cast
into red-belly black snakes
fast and all-consuming

but talking to the airplanes
you want to tell them, please don’t crash
or burn
carrying angels in their nose
photos of your children under their wings
close to their heart

cruising across the earth in silence
innocent as the wake of peanut butter spreading
across freshly baked rye