Home Is Where the Hum Is
Alexander Kirk
As a baby
The car's engine
Would put me to sleep
My parents drove all night
And they raised me
By the TV screen
Now I wake to static late at night
At 30,000 feet
Above the earth
The Rolls-Royce thrusters
Scream
And strapped into seat F-24
Their rumble bids me dream
When I travel
I long to hear the hum of machines
At home
All the sounds
That comfort me
The fans
And furnace
Drone
