Drone Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Drone

Thanks to a large bottle,
On fridge by the shelf
Filled glass with Vodka,
After passed my exam!

In a way feel great,
Once again am pilot.

Had quite joyful night,
But now look at the walls,
By window, all alone!

Keep flying lost thoughts,
In the oceans, skies,
Crosswinds all around!

As artist and writer,
Write, rewrite, prepare,
Fantasies and fictions,
Truth are cores, columns,
Concrete foundations.

Scratch times and times,
Correct words, paragraphs!

Amuse me the ballet
Of lions and tigers,
In sky, elephants,
Cloud of rhinoceros!

Blow wind and breeze
To rise the sand, dust in,
Spacious and endless
Prairies and deserts!

In my hand joystick,
No more yoke, nor stick!

Today the yaw, roll, pitch
Do not match, by no means,
With the ones that we did!