I sit and I listen
The buckle on my seat feeling heavy on my lap
The knob that I make louder slowly killing the only thing that lets me hear
I run my hand across the rectangular silver that brings the music to my ears
Just holding it in my hand makes me happy
The sounds changing as the next song comes along
It’s so loud, but it feels so quiet
I can’t hear the birds chirping not far beside me
The man sitting to my left is no longer there
It is as if I am out of this world
The music consumes me into a darkness
Yet the darkness is so bright
The baby crying is no longer heard
Are the engines starting?
I do not know
The anxiety washes away
The beats as helpful as pills to the stomach
So powerful to me
Boom
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I feel the plane start to take off
My knuckles clench the armrest
I force them to relax
It makes no difference
There is just me
The beat
The sound
The music
Boom
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