I. Three hours and four
Minutes left until it's over --
A flight that feels more
Tedious as time tortoise-ticks
Away towards completion,
And my body now a mix
Of sleepless comfort depletion
And hard economy syndrome,
A pain-price I pay
To get back home...
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II. Totally eluding my best
Efforts to get some rest,
Strapped, hostage-like, upright
In a cramp-space way too tight,
For decent comfort, but it
Works well for the Airline's profit.
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III. Jolted and shaken again
In a flying aluminum cylinder,
Two hours of exhaustion Zen
Contemplating the aircraft's
Complete disintegration, when
We hit the clear-air-turbulence.
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