another day, another city
to fly to in the morning
though there’s a small hiccup
and i have to hotfoot it
to the other end of the airport
then, after checking in,
I spill coffee
down my nice shirt
and discover that the flight
has been delayed
but once we’re finally on board
things start to look up.

so after I finish plugging a few cables
into a few boxes
and making sure that all is well
the lady asks me what i’ll do now
“I guess I’ll wander around for a while
and grab some lunch
before heading back to the airport”
I reply.
“Yes, the wharf’s nice.”
“Is there still a place called Flippers?”
I ask, remembering an old comic.
“yes, but don’t go there. Try Fish Frenzy”
and I’m left pondering how many other
random superlatives
have been thrown next to
a word for seafood
in this town?

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