TRAVELOGUE

call back the cards now

and lay down the pen

take off your glasses

and unpack your things

 

feel with your thumbs

the edge of your chin

and hold your hands up 

again

 

I lower my head now

I halt and I stand

I follow the lines in

the palm of my hand

 

feel with my thumbs

the dust on my skin

and no, I will not

dream again

 

I’m ready now

I’m going now

nowhere

 

don’t take me out

I’m breaking out

in air

 

I’m ready now

I’m going now

nowhere    

 

bring me some water

and don’t bring me wine

turn off the movies

let it be time

 

destroy all the airplanes

I’ll sleep on the floor

we must dream no

more

 

I’m ready now

I’m going now

nowhere

 

don’t take me out

I’m breaking out

in air

 

I kill the fire

I close the doors

and I watch you

no more

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