“Teterboro” 5/4/18

runway on 46

daffodils in the median

to my left

going west

probably home

the roar of jets

touching down

the thrust of flight

taking off

in a minute passed by

route 17

as I drive

A very NJ-centric poem (links to explain for those out of state), a place I drive by all the time, but never took the time… to notice.  The jets feel like they are on top of you as they land/take off on this little airstrip tucked into the folds of strip malls and all – in the cross hairs of the highways 46 and 17.