The Monkey Robot Goes To The Airport
The Monkey Robot waits in the airport terminal.
The seats are soft. The seats are soft vinyl. The seats are blue.
Outside the sun had moved to light another part of the world.
Outside the snow falls upon slush, and her plane circles.
The plane circles, because the airport has been closed.
The aeroplane circles in the falling snow, and The MOnkey Robot waits.
The Monkey Robot waits and the snow falls upon the slush, and freezes.
No one tells the Monkey Robot that the airport is now closed, but The Monkey Robot understands that there are unexpected delays, and holding patterns.
The Monkey Robot knows that there lives a verb called redirected.
The Monkey Robot tries to mouth the word.
The Monkey Robot tries to make up a song using the word.
The word is cumbersome to the mouth,
and
The Monkey Robot would rather make the sound of delay, than speak the word from Monkey Robot lips.
The Monkey Robot says: Come on Down. Come on down, come, come, come on down.
The Monkey Robot says softly: Delay.
The Monkey Robot stands from the seat of blue vinyl.
The Monkey Robot walks toward the crowd.
The Monkey Robot walks with the crowd.
The Monkey Robot walks to her shade of blue
that is lighter than The Monkey Robot remembered.
As the crowd waits for the carousel to spill luggage, luggage that leaks the cold air of 39,000 feet on to their shoes,
She does not smile or make clever jelly bean combinations.
The Monkey Robot takes the right hand
of the girl who's blue of the eye is lighter
than The Monkey Robot remembered.
The Monkey Robot's hand is neither taken,
nor is it released.
Inside her hand
is the word maybe,
and
outside the snow falls upon slush, and her plane still circles.
The Monkey Robot sings softly a pre-recorded song to The Monkey Robot.
The Monkey Robot Sings: Come on Down. Come on down, come, come, come on down.