Jerrybaldy
08-14-2010, 04:31 PM
We all shuffled into the grand foyer.
In from the rain, our clothes and hair steaming,
bustling together toward the elevators.
Grand old elevators with gilt and dials,
gargoyles appraising us from above.
Wet skin and cloth rubbing as we push
toward the golden backlit doors.
I recognise somebody.
The man from the seat in front of me
and then the two girls with pig tails,
who kicked the back of my seat
from the moment we took off.
Then the air stewardess, her mascara
now like black tears on her cheeks
and I remember the rain lashing the windows
and screams as the mountain swept closer.
There were two lifts and two queues.
Which one was I in?
I look for signs that one may be going up.
I notice now the frozen horror
on each and every face.
The doors in front of me open
and the steaming crowd carry me in.
In from the rain, our clothes and hair steaming,
bustling together toward the elevators.
Grand old elevators with gilt and dials,
gargoyles appraising us from above.
Wet skin and cloth rubbing as we push
toward the golden backlit doors.
I recognise somebody.
The man from the seat in front of me
and then the two girls with pig tails,
who kicked the back of my seat
from the moment we took off.
Then the air stewardess, her mascara
now like black tears on her cheeks
and I remember the rain lashing the windows
and screams as the mountain swept closer.
There were two lifts and two queues.
Which one was I in?
I look for signs that one may be going up.
I notice now the frozen horror
on each and every face.
The doors in front of me open
and the steaming crowd carry me in.