Travel Sickness

City summer heat, bad dreams, stuffy street lamp nights,
Spinning visions of how big the world seemed to be,
When she was just a few hours from flight.
No thoughts of the things we could be, twisting hopes of careless might,
A vision of the world we see, feet slowly trapped in the sodden tide.


Something beautiful in the sadness once known,
Last night’s evening news now blowing down tattered tube lines,
When all believe god is on their side,
Drunk in deluded righteousness,
Left with a pyrrhic sense of pride.


Calculate the cost of distance,
The red eyed loss of time, sitting in an uncomfortable aeroplane chair,
Looking what you were trying to find.


Lost in the leaving,
Forgetting so shortly a face to always recognise,
A decision to regret,
A name that sinks inside this seat forever
A face stored in memory, lost in the present tense,
Darkened by the judgement of ebbing time.


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  1. theantitourist

    This is awesome! Let me know if you want a link exchange:

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