Artwork by Catharina Reynolds
The advantages of mythical trips,
no lost luggage, frugal tips
sedates me thinking everywhere
is like here in my easy chair
Where weed's not separate from the chaff
I punctuate and cry and laugh
and think there must be more than 'fun'
but I'm not fooling anyone.
Those times I travel in the flesh
I find impossible to mesh
the scenes that travel books insist
with what for me's always red mist.
I told Me there's more and laughed
and Me did too and said I'm daft.
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