Mechanics

The plane from SFO was late to land,
but even so we boarded per the list.
And waited. UA lets the lapse expand
to fit a fit arrival, and insist
they operate on time. I can’t command
the system but I comprehend the gist,
and I reach home by nightfall, so I’m glad.
Both ends pay TSA. The drill’s not bad.

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