Privileged as I was to pass through the country
on a slick set of foreign rubber...

Paraphrasing a pretty poem;
I pluck paper pedals...

I'm in bed all day/
I got nothing to say...

So sore I
can't handle a toothache...

Understanding one another
is cliche...

When I focus mentally
On everything...

Let’s go grab coffee
and I can savor your heroic ego...

Existing at all is an epiphany wall
Good luck trying to solve it all...

Hope is misplaced faith that
your heart will continue...

drafty quiet embankments
of sanctuary under the blankets...

and on the last day,
our very last day...

I remember you
bandaged...