AKA: on my upcoming 3 day absence from the sieve
tight in my tummy
tight in my thoughts
i prepare myself for travel
with stomach knots
flying makes me grumpy
but new places i enjoy
thought control i’ll attempt
thanksgiving i’ll employ
i wish i could drink whiskey
without the stomach rot
i know it’d help me relax
and help me forget thought
thirty six hours is too long to travel
no matter where you go
but thankfully it wont take three months
like by an old boat – slow
i’ll put my head down and get there
no matter what i do
arrive there eventually
I WILL I WILL I WILL
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godspeed, my friend. i’ll hold it down for you here at the sieve.
I bade you good fortune on your trip, and ask that you enjoy yourself and bring back good stories for us.