Life- Ticket For One Poem by Brian Sonberg

Alone doesn't come with peanuts,
That's an upgraded seat.
Her money buys illusions of
Business trips;
Impatient for the life left waiting.
But one way tickets are dirty
Little secrets and
Passport stamps are paper trails
That she drops like flower petals,
One by one,

'I chose wisely...'

'I'm a fool...'

Her stories are just memories
Because now, no one will listen.
She traded everything for freedom
And a shoestring, not long enough
To tie a lonely noose.
A similar smile
Was lost at crossroads;
A happier path, lost some way back.
Now she finds a cracked smile
With more sinister lines...
Creases taken, rather than given.
At present, in-flight cocktails blur the
Engine noise, that drowns out
Life.