<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jetlag</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jet fuel falls upon the clouds overhead, <br>Making oily smears across the night sky.<br>The sun ripples in a faint rooibos red, <br>And it sinks in the exhaust wafting by.<br>I hear an aloft, sibilant brisance.<br>I hear engines burst, rumbling where I stand, <br>And rattling me from my cognizance—<br>And into a less tellurian land.<br>I look down at the pavement beneath me, <br>Turning away from the kerosene trails<br>That contaminate these heavens I see—<br>Where stars seem to capitulate and fail.<br>I don't want to see what's lagging behind<br>In the process of becoming refined.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530620" data-title="Jetlag de Tim Stensloff" data-description="Jet fuel falls upon the clouds overhead, Making oily smears across the night sky. The sun ripples in a faint rooibos red, And it sinks in the exhaust wafting by. I hear an aloft, sibilant brisance. I hear engines burst, rumbling where I stand, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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