time to stretch

I sit in the backseat
a pile of gear to my right
a bag of groceries at my feet

I fold my legs under me
but do not feel crowded

we are heading
from the clouds and wet
to where the air is dry
and the skies are open

when in transit
my heart forgets my body
and however small my seat
I have all the space I need

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