Friday, January 10, 2014

Sleeping on a plane

Sleeping on a plane.
Can't be done.
The airlines doesn't want
you to take up too much space
and think that you don't have enough of it.

A claustrophobic is the second to
last person you want on a plane.

They pump in cold
air to shrink wrap you
shivering in a cubic
foot of inadequate recline
with a pillow too small
to fit between the seat
and that window cavity
so it just falls
into the lap or feet of the guy behind you.

The blanket, however, is fine:
made of the hair of a blue angel.
It actually makes you colder.

I woke up shivering.
Correction, I opened my eyes
and simply quit pretending to be asleep.


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