Emergency Evacuation

Sitting on a plane mid-flight

My nostrils egregiously assaulted

by the passanger beside me

He opened a can of sardines

Fingers gluttonously dive in

Fish oils bathe his cuticles

Foul dank air pervades my immediate sphere

Delicate crackers mounted with fishy torsos

Devoured, faces scoured, noses pinched

A laugh escapes my mouth

I hop out of the emergency exit:

heading south.