A Factor of Travel

catching someone in an “imperfect” moment
but then a hot woman lady jogger, she goes by,
excites the imagination.
the phone rings; someone wants
to put you in jail, and says, “I’m a bitch.”

stop screwing with me and start paying me back
a factor of travel a large man launching out of a tiny clown car
I climbed to the roof to watch the light show
to UFOs some say NO but you never know
and now look, alas, a goddamn light show

I buy books before food and eat at Food Not Bombs
we should wage another war
call it the war on cancer
a man slides up to the nick nacks in a little dance
shuffles away, goodbye you condiments

every delicate possible break sends worry
down the spine
time to celebrate another homecoming arrival
all adventure holds mileage
even getting somewhere fast
the trip home seems like forever

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