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Daily Poem – Cocooned in Time

July 28, 2014

Cocooned in Time, at this inhuman height,
The packaged food tastes neutrally of clay.
We never seem to catch the running day
But travel on in everlasting night . . .

John Betjeman

Ode to an awful airline meal

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