I have in the mail a little slip with frequent flier miles
i never fly on airplanes
i never really fly anywhere at all
nothing is holding me here
not that i feel felt here
no, i feel rooted here,
deep in this earth
but that doesn't mean
that i don't feel the wings
growing out of my back
just at the thought of--
the knowledge that i can fly

life is so uncertain
beautiful, uncertain
deep like the edge of a cliff
one could fly
life is lovely and terrible
there is no security
until we die