HAPHAZARDNESS

I sit in a plane    
my seat is next to a window  
I prefer the windows    
so I can see the cities move at night.    
there are three seats    
on each side of the aisle.    
a woman sits one seat over to my right.    
when we’re in the air    
she pushes one of the dividing arms up    
and lays down across the two seats    
with her head pressed    
into my outer thigh and sleeps.    
I sleep too.    
I’ve been too comfortable    
my whole life.    
the pilot says we’ll be landing    
pretty soon and shortly after    
the seat belt light glows dark orange.    
I run a finger along the woman’s upper arm
to wake her. I stroke her arm
to wake her I tell her    
we will be landing soon.    
I guess and say it in german.    
she sits up reluctantly    
and answers in german    
without thinking about it.    
my outer thigh feels naked    
and slightly colder than the rest    
of my body with her head gone.    
my penis still aches from the morning    
as I stretch my legs out.    
this side of the plane dips to turn    
to align itself and all these bodies    
with the runway.    
düsseldorf a swelling circuit board.