His Back Pocket & Other Poems — by Mick Cochrane
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In Zone Three — by Mick Cochrane
no one thanks us for our service
we have accumulated no
points no perks we have no
right to upgrade no hope
of extra leg space or complimentary
anything it doesn't matter what indignity
our poorly packed luggage suffers to make
it fit we are nobodies red-eyed
sleepless lumps of coffee fear
we wear cargo shorts and Crocs
we are the army of the un-
fashionable we are a-stylish we
take no selfies because
we don't want to know we are
flustered by TSA and pet
the wrong dogs we belong
on a bus but we are here please
forgive us our sorry state
our heartache is too sudden
so this one time we must
find a way to fly
