Murder

 

Looking to snooze on AA922 to Miami today

Little monsters scream all the way for fun

Seat kicking for exercise and expression

Murder in mind as red wine spills on shirt

Wishing it was little darlings’ blood instead

Open the door and take them wing walking

Angry parents complain for some reason

Perhaps because I did not bring them back

Now sleeping, no apologies, dreaming that

Business Class minimum age the best policy.

 

 

 

AA First Class

 

Gigi remembers the frozen vodka with flowers

If she likes you, you get to know her first name

Cuisine in the sky is now Armagnac-free coffee

Gilles conflicted by gourmetless veal burger

To be sure to be sure I have the rubber chicken

Made tasty with a reasonably decent Sancerre

Tacky blue tape repair to swivel seat and desk

I hope the engines not maintained like this

Captain tells us not enough fuel get to Miami

Heart beats fast wondering if First Class first out

 

 

Oops now falling fast……

 

 

 

BA Business Class

 

Neighbours resent the forced eye-contact intimacy,

Seat barrier raised despite friendly pre-flight hello,

Too English to be happy, too weird to be interesting,

Smiling Simon says, “Nice to have you, with us, Sir”.

 

Irish Grubeen, Mature Scottish Cheddar after dinner,

The port on London to Miami is strangely Stiltonless,

Scottish Tracy saves the day with First Class foray,

Admits she is a Lockerbie lass with nerves of steel.

 

Captain Lightfoot lands this little piece of England,

More gently than his movie namesakes ever could.

I count 55 Miami immigration stamps in my passport,

Maybe yoga would make this commute more fun.