Going Home

The sky is flying like a curse

The flight attendent like a nurse

Pours water down into a cup

Smiles soft and then looks up

But all of that is something far

Distant from me like a star

In the night sky so alone

Because my dear I’m going home

Clouds beneath me, now laid low

Body tensing like a bow

Wishes falling from clenched teeth

As jet lag hovers like a wreath

Snoring from right next to me

Makes a soft harmonic sea

That echoes through me, to the bone

Now that I am going home

All past disheveled harmonies

Regimented like infantry

Stand behind me in my past

Future coming way to fast

But for now everything hangs

Things tossed up will crash and bang

But for now things hover like a tone
Just for now I’m going home

Liked the last part but didn't like the first part. The first part was odd and kind of bored me.