And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
Jeffrey Denny
I packed my bags last night, pre-flight.
Zero hour, 9 am, my United Airlines app confirmed.
I was calm as a kite on Xanax by then.
I miss my worth as a United premier customer,
I miss my life.
It’s lonely out in Remote Terminal Z
On such a timeless flight.
And I think it’s gonna be a long long time,
’Til takeoff happens if it does at all.
I’m not the happy traveler they think I am at home,
Oh no no no. I’m a United Man.
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United Man! Burning out his fuse in a rebooked last-row basic economy middle seat that doesn’t recline!
***
Houston’s George Bush Intercontinental Airport ain’t the kind of place to raise your hopes.
In fact, it’s hopeless as hell.
And there’s no one there for false hopes, ‘cept the bar.
And all these delays, I don’t understand.
It’s just my job to book the flight.
A United Ma-a-a-a-a-n. A Premier United Man.
***
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
’Til touchdown brings me ‘round to find,
I’m not the man you want to book your flight
Oh no no no. I’m a United Man.
United Man!
Burnin’ up the booze to get through this.
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
Oh, I think it’s gonna be a long, long time.
Jeffrey Denny is a Washington writer.
