“Vaudevillian. I’ve flown so off course that my radar doesn’t even beep it’s silent, instead it weeps for some recognizable aura of man to detect signature heat, thermal readings. nothing Become so abrupt in my comings that most of my time is spent twiddling my thumbs I’ve flown so off course, a meteorite that had its path altered in slight trajectory by space debris could be my new home, if it ever passed by me that’s how far off I am I’m flown so off course, that my wings don’t even flap in this new dimension of flying, we fly with our minds. I’ve flown so of course, global positioning isn’t a satellite thing no more —- it’s how i view our galaxy from…