we move in
increments
as the airship
is nudged
by
/slight
evening breezes

the moorings
hold fast
/patiently
securing against
all
better inclinations

while worse ideas
are still
before

and better days
are
enshrined
as digital photographs

the sun drops
as
anticipation
ebbs
among the passengers
and onlookers
alike and as
the orange and blue
hues deepen
-arcs
temporality-
between
the moment of expectation
and the moment
(usually missed)
of the event itself

the moorings fall
and
the city's skyline
slides across

we are appropriated
by all the
sky