by eloisehendy

pimped up yellow pops
a garish garnish to drain colour from faces
under strip lights everyone looks sickly
pallid flesh with undereyebags
at ten thousand feet time is crawling onwards
cheese sticks and perfectly circular slices of meat
sit slightly sweating under a peelable plastic sheath
meat in one perfectly moulded rectangular plastic quadrant
cheese sticks opposite
olives and a neon green toothpick
only the best from The Getaway Cafe
at thirty thousand feet scratch cards cost a pound
for two
what are the chances
that the chances
of hitting the big bucks
at the scratch of a ten penny piece
play second fiddle younger brother small fry
to the chances
of hitting the ground
after a sudden drop
from yellow into black