There’s a flight I booked to New York
that I cannot bring myself to cancel
It’s really embarrassing to admit 
but I’ll let you in on a secret:
I’ve never been on a plane before
Something about that particular inexperience
especially makes me feel like a child
stunted, arrested in development
I’ll tell you this, too, while we’re on the subject
I have an intense fear of powerlessness
so I guess I cannot stand the thought
of entrusting my fate in something manmade
My plans have since changed but
for the time being, there is still a seat
for me on a plane headed to New York
and while I still hold that ticket
I can tell myself I control that one thing