April 25, 1997
Bumpy air ahead, beams a static-sparked voice
from the captain of flight.
Please excuse me sir, mumbles a sweaty-faced traveler
squeezing by anxiously, stepping so cautiously, yet unevenly
down the aisle of relief.
Buckle your seat belt, echoes the attendant of safety
delivering iced liquids and caloric snacks
to those trapped in the winged invention.
Prisoners nervously counting minutes ’til touchdown.
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