I left Nebraska in my summer dress; Left him behind there to straighten out his head Jane was working for the airline and she bumped me up to business She feels the thrill of every liftoff in her heart and chest She smelled like saffron and glowed gold and rust Years ago, I loved Jane Harmony once But the fall fell from August and the petals all dropped off We're always finding old lives to run away from And I started to believe it 30, 000 feet: I am seated by a surgeon, Said he fixed the dicks of Shahs' sons who want to be western. Jane caught me roll my eyes, and we made up constellations Of unicorns with Roman candle horn approximations And I started to believe it The voice of God came on, cautioning the wind Jane strapped in and looked into my eyes I watched us fall breathless, Cascading over nothing I was feeling marigolden, Gliding to the ground And I started to believe it