Uncomfortably perched
on an airport recliner
8 hours of boredom.
A jolt of coffee
and a bite to eat
Opens the eyes
focusing the mind.
Now there is only
16hours of flying to go
until I return
to my
Ithaca.
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Poetry allows us to condense our human experience. This blog has original poetry and comment on poetry especially modern, contemporary and radical poetry.
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