The world is flat

[billy]

V. 3

Sibel thumbs islands on a keypad
beneath the tablecloth,

lifting her head at uncle's order,
bottled messages in hand.

Nearby spoons scratch soup bowls,
and her eyes fall on ladders of steam,

climbing into the bulbs
of a chandelier

until frail rungs crumble
into air, chasing after

her words set to sail
off an edge of earth.

just one really minor nit you have into twice within the space of 3 lines. i'm sure an 'on' or and 'in' could be used instead of one of them.

other than that it reads a lot better. the last line ties into the title and acts as a much clearer hook

good edit.