This is the third day being stuck!
These people here, their all schmucks.
Airline pilots to afraid to land in this blizzard of death.
While I starve to death, my debit card spent.
Later I'll go walking scanning for people not finishing food on their plate.
It all seems so primitive but not when your this hungry, just because a
Damned snow storm decided to torture me!
AHHHHHHHHHH! I've been here for an eternity!
I will just have to sleep in my nest of
news papers until this subsides.
A contest entry
- Contemplations: The Airport Wait by Cat.
1200 points, ended December 26, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What is something when its nothing but still something as if it were nothing?
Comments
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a strange little jaunt... wondering why you'd get stuck in an airport indefinitely...??
many thanks for entering our contest
G.x -
I noticed you have a lot of end line rhyme in this piece and a few spelling errors. I do like the idea of the person trapped in the airport for what must seem like forever- and what would one do if that was the case?
thanks for entering
m -
just a reminder to left align..
thanks so much..
m
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