Yes, most of it describes my own experience, but the poem also carries a tone of death, "Oh, it comes so soon," and happily, my experience falls short of that.
You are right, it could just as easily describe air travel, back tied into the seat, the vacant window...luckily, at least as far as food goes, I am vegetarian, and that food on airlines is suprisingly good, especially on international flights, not the souless feast that so many others have to endure.
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If your lines describe your own experiences in a hospital, I hope they (the experiences) are safely in the past.
"A soulless feast of sandwich and sauce".
I've had such repasts - in crammed airliners on flights which never seem to end.
Hi Christopher,
Yes, most of it describes my own experience, but the poem also carries a tone of death, "Oh, it comes so soon," and happily, my experience falls short of that.
You are right, it could just as easily describe air travel, back tied into the seat, the vacant window...luckily, at least as far as food goes, I am vegetarian, and that food on airlines is suprisingly good, especially on international flights, not the souless feast that so many others have to endure.
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