Blink away a day spent halfway home

In the shade of jetways

Spirit airline flights

Perpetually delayed

Bloody Mary tab paid in change

Leftover winnings from the alleyway arcade

Whatever’s left from sports bets

Halftime hedges and double downs on the over

Points shaved off your life but at least you’ll get some Skymiles to spend

Catch another flight to nowhere home fast

Another Courtyard all the same

Draw the shades and you could be anywhere

No need for an alarm to wake

The shades won’t keep enough light out to let you oversleep

Coarse stock sheets but at least they don’t feel greasy against skin left plane-dry

Maybe I wasn’t there  

Years after 194 annual Marriott​ nights any one night has blurred deeper than opium den dreams

At least I know I’m not home yet.