Disoriented passengers leave
The tepid airport, struggle down the metal stairs
And step onto the tarmac. The cold air,
Sharp lights are overwhelming. The travelers are relieved
To see a man with headphones (earmuffs?) shepherd
Them toward the plane. Here it is, their vehicle.
They lurch and stoop at the entrance, the pace a trickle,
And slump into seats, sighing inside the metal bird.