LXIV. Delta, Delta, Delta

We sit in strained silence
Your body pressed against mine
Crushing me against the cabin
With your unwieldy weight.

Saturated with stink
The air slips between us
Musk permeating my nostrils
Your heat radiating.

Trapped in the window seat
Behind you and your lover
I pray and question my life
As a Delta Rewards member.

Photo by Yuliia Kucherenko on Unsplash

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