The doors closed, the tickle came <br />The tension rose below my eyes <br />A recurring nightmare. Just the same <br />It always brought a new surprise. <br />No handkerchief to catch the snot <br />I filled my palms with all I’d got <br />I had to look, but what a killer <br />My nose had gave birth to a tiny Gobzilla…….<br /><br />Reece Kaye<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lift-off-2/
