Gate Hopping, Etc Before Boarding Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Liberty to roam gate to gate
open seats, full body stretch
or lotus seating on a floor (Looking backpacker cool)
scanning open wi-fi
people watching, stranger chatting personal stuff
(rest assured he ain't gonna talk)
snacks at a "slightly" more rational digits
looking out from a glass wall runway sceneries

Prior to boarding a 24 hour mass confinement

(window seat, nothing to view
but a smokey white redundancy
13 inches seatback screen for seriously killing time
max volume eardrum blaster
reading lips, Mandarin subtitle
switching between watching
and forcing myself to sleep
until a stretch break of excuse mes
squeezing in, a narrow aisle hurdled by
protruding elbows and kneecaps, meal carts
all the way to a claustrophobia of a versatile lavatory)