Thoughts at forty thousand feet

That ubiquitous hum.
inane chatter a dull background noise
I had soup and sandwiches at the Savoy last week … and other shit I hear her speak.

We could plummet for an eternity encapsulated in 3 minutes
Through cloud carpeted skies
Something or other about life and eyes

The cabin pressure stopped me flowing.
caffeine loaded, sleep deprived nauseated
I got up twice before I could get going.