SFO

Like a police booth

the airport’s interior

has expanded 

a hundredfold:

which dimension

grew quixotic?

Corridors veer off

Always turning to the right

leads nowhere even less

to the wrought-

iron bench at the heart

of the maze

A press conference

slated for Sheremetyevo

wobbles into view,

Ecuador shimmers on

black surfaces

of brewed java;

cafés go viral

Hermés handbags

Godiva chocolates

Housekeeping attends

to the bones of 

dead cows

litter and we—

fortunate this time—

return to Information,

ride the Sky Train

to Parking Lot A-slash-B