missing you already

been doing this awhile now, my weary traveller
best part of business trips is the home-coming
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Watching you disappear into clouds
To once again dance with (corporate) wolves
Protecting your flock
Providence no accident of fate
But hard-earned with your Eiffel-esque towering diligence

I imagine you hurtling into a faraway parallel universe
The land of topsy turvy
Decompressing in plastic, bland
Mini-barred cells
Where homework does not exist
Nor netball runs
Nor goodnight kisses
As you go undercovers
Not our own

It is easy to let you fly
Hard to let you go
A colour lost from our rainbow
The bass missing from our now-too-shrill
familial chorus
I have a hankering for
The rumble of your freight train snore
That keeps the night on track
There is no solace in the tiresome silence
(be careful what you wish for)
Detesting the absence of your throaty reassurance

There is so much air and space between us
Yet you never get a page ahead in the story
Absence never makes your heart go wander
So fly high
(But not too close to the sun)
Fly safe, fly home
Knowing you are always
in sight, in mind