Airplane coffee
tastes the way we think
hospitals smell.

Single reading light
will not help any of us
with inspiration.

Red Curtain hiding
the captain from the peasants;
he has control.

The blinking light
glows like a fire fly does -
Where the **** are we?

White walls like sea shells
so high but I cannot smoke,
lets hope we dont crash.

Big man with tattoos,
I make a bet with myself:
I think he's a ***.

The window open
No stars and I cant see ****,
should've flown ******.
(they have music)

Pale legs spread open
I feel the hunger rising
nom nom nom....nom nom.

I wish I could smoke
**** coffee not worth 3 bucks,
I wish I could smoke.

Man asleep near me
I can see up his nostrils,
I want to poke him.

Beeping wakes the man
long fingers open bottle
pops importalt pill.

Bored beyond belief
how long till we hit Melbourne?
Better Keep writing.

Big man with tattoos,
shaved head with eyes like satan
carries sequined coin purse.

Thousands of feet up
getting the hang of haiku;
we're about to land.