I wrote this poem in a study period, just before I went on an english excursion. During the study period of 40 minutes during that Tuesday late morning (starting at 10:40 going to11:20, recess time) I was in a very contemplative mood, and I actually wrote two poems during that time. This poem "Night Mission" is my favourite self composed poem. I wrote the first line of this poem last, and the last line of the poem second last. The original start was:"Senseless form. Hollow remorseless hiss"I was actually discribing the room I was in. and the sickening sound from the air conditioner in that one room that I hated at school. The one without any windows... known as room 0 (zero).
This poem was one of those poems which flow from the pen. I wrote it in about 5 minutes. Including the backtracking and subsequent inclusion of the first line. I made the sketch of the F/A 18 cockpit months after the HSC finished. And thought that it's inclusion could help a person visualise what the poem turned out to be about. Although a rather rough sketch, I thought I would include it here, so you could also get into the atmosphere of what I was trying to conceptualize.