Airplane.

A Poem by dining alone

You don't mind

You don't mind at all

When the masks release
we'll laugh in our seats
Makes you wonder who
you'd like to meet
out of all the deceased

When the masks release
I'll laugh in my seat
A placebo for strangers to eat
I'd like to meet you all
when we're all deceased

I don't mind

I don't mind at all

I don't even mind

It's raining luggage
I have a nosebleed
It's raining luggage
Piano is what we need