Comfortably facing backwards
On tracks oiled for the roll
Innocent eyes directed
Away from conductor's hands
Gravity's sudden introduction
Land gives way to air
Stomach flies throatward
Breath caught fast
With land or sea below
The question now considered
Terminal speed to terminal end
The whole world washed away?
Schrödinger's feline seems lucky
Life or death's clarity gift
The hand once burned
Many times singed
And one day warmed
By neighbors' fickle flame.