Before the Visa Expires
Elizabeth Kate Switaj

you wake up in the wrong kind of light
and twist your leg in ex-white sheets

_before you remember you are me &
_booked the cab when I thought one bottle
__of the grain alcohol I still can't say
would suffice

_____________Can I be you until Resolve
______________makes my head fit inside
_______________my head again

_______________until the announcement to close the shades
________________people are trying to sleep but polite
_________________cuts us off from the waves below
and the noon & the sunset
that chase our contrails

_____________________won't catch us until we have smoothies
_______________________bigger than my fixed head in hand

until you remember you're just me
your lips touch mine, your hands know where in my folds to lie
and I don't remember having a reason
to fly again
___________ at least metal wings are less likely to break

________________and then the hotel alarm rings
_____________twenty minutes to taxi three hours until I leave the country