Flying

We dream of flying
But end up at airports
Where the food is expensive
The kids scream with rhythmic
Dullness but most surprisingly the
People are polite though a few
Exceptions are evident like a
Young man asleep on the
Floor in front of three
Seats blocking and
Inconveniencing
Others which
I suppose is
The job of
Young
Men.
The temp
OK the lighting
Is good and I had
A delicious breakfast
Of a banana so all in all
Better than the train
With the exception
That in a train
Roomette
One can
Lay
Down to
Rest in relative
Comfort but flying
Is of course faster so
Choose your poison
As best suits your
Own peccadillos
Altruism seems
The best of
Antidotes
I have
Found none
Better except
Monty Python’s
Flying circus.