I search for distractions inside of the airport in Phoenix,
A town I don't like. I need to find five hours' worth.
I don't think that I will. The seats are designed to keep
People from sleeping. The drinks are expensive. The views
Of the sun-tortured mountains don't please me. I grasp.
I think about someone I left with whom I would have liked
Spending more time, possibly five hours' worth.