Lucky Number 13

I hurry to board my plane, afraid that I might miss my flight 

I glance down at my phone to check the hour

It seems I have a window seat, much to my delight 

For now, I can only see bleak buildings and tall towers

With a jolt, the plane takes to the air

Out the window, I view tiny ships lined in the port 

I place my headphones in my ears

Hoping for some rest, even if its short

Once we land, a cab takes me to Tokyo’s center 

Eyes wide, I examine the imposing skyscrapers 

Tomorrow, a train will take me to my adventure 

In this beautiful, metal city, I am but a stranger

From the plane to the buildings and everything between 

It was all aluminum, lucky number 13

 

 

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