Frequent Flyer Blues Poem by Sean Lux
Frequent Flyer Blues
Terminal after terminal plane after plane
My location changes but it somehow feels the same
Same boring food same uncomfortable seat
I hear the same overhead pages even in my sleep
North or south it doesn’t matter where I go
I swear I saw the same shoeshine guy in ATL and SFO
I fear I may be losing it but what can I do
The frequent flyer blues give you deju vu
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