Depart

For days,
and weeks,
every time an airplane crossed the Brooklyn corridor to LaGuardia
that longing to go,
pack your bags,
breathe airport nerves
and white, bright halls,
and move.
And now, the last night's scramble,
adding trinkets to overfull bags
unable to go to bed
on time
or at all
4,5 hours to wake up
but it doesn't matter
because soon you will be
in one of those planes
transit the sweetest feeling,
and soon, somewhere else
completely.

You relish
the jitters,
too.