Poem: The trouble with flying

Even though I've flown hundreds of times, every time I do, it still puts the spook in me.  Xanax helps during the flight itself,  but I still have a week-long run-up of anxiety and darkness, whenever I have to fly.  But then I like to fly, because it takes me places I want to be. 

The trouble with flying
By Jack Brummet

The trouble begins,
and often ends,

When you make an unplanned transition
From an initial flying state

To a subsequent not flying state.
Falling per se is OK;

The hitch comes
When falling becomes not falling,

Or, what the pros call
The uncontrolled landing problem.
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