Marigolden - Field Report

I left Nebraska in my summer dress;

Left him behind there to straighten out his head

Jane was working for the airline and she bumped me up to business

She feels the thrill of every liftoff in her heart and chest

She smelled like saffron and glowed gold and rust

Years ago, I loved Jane Harmony once

But the fall fell from August and the petals all dropped off

We’re always finding old lives to run away from

And I started to believe it

30,000 feet: I am seated by a surgeon

Said he fixed the dicks of Shahs' sons who want to be western

Jane caught me roll my eyes, and we made up constellations

Of unicorns with Roman candle horn approximations

And I started to believe it

The voice of God came on, cautioning the wind

Jane strapped in and looked into my eyes

I watched us fall breathless

Cascading over nothing

I was feeling marigolden

Gliding to the ground

And I started to believe it