"Lights Out"

There are no lights at the airport tonight,
No bright blue blinking to bring the flights in.
There is no rumble of engines overhead
and the mumble of a million conversations has been stilled.
The night sky drops snow, coating the tops of buildings.

A lost little girl follows her breath in whatever direction it leads:
past stacks of newspapers with no headlines,
televisions with only static and snow
and picture frames with absent photographs.
There is no calming voice of direction from above,
there is no word of delays or cancellations,
no news of when the mind-manipulating cold will pass.
There is only the echo of soft, steady steps searching through empty halls,
waiting for her gate to open, waiting for the upload.

-SW, Summer 2007

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