Baggage for Two

Blinding Lights-

Intercoms screeching-

a Plenum of Chaos-

Amorphous assort;

 

The accouters on my back-

which I have worn Three Suns now-

have become Uncomfortable-

Stiff and Stale-

 

Everything feels Overwhelming-

And there are Far too Countless of

Assemblages that press Together 

in this Compact Space-

 

I wonder if All of This 

is Really Worth it:

Is is Worth it?

All of it?

 

Is it all just a Waste of Time-

and Money-

and Energy-

For something that may be temporary?

 

Those thoughts rush through my mind-

Pounding Aches-

Churning Entrails-

I Feel my Fears crawling on my Back-

 

Home is so Far away-

Everything Familiar and Safe-

Is out of Reach-

I feels so Estranged-

 

Then I look into your Eyes-

Vibrant-

Resilient-

Adventurous-

 

Anxieties Melt Away-

Yes: it Is Worth it;

All of it Is Worth it-

Because I am with You;

 

And the Smile that Spreads

From Me to You-

Tells me that You 

Feel the Same as I do-

 

With the Strange Surroundings

Enclosing us-

and a Whole Lifetime 

To Explore-

 

We take our Luggage:

Our Baggage for Two.

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