Day: June 20, 2019

My travel bag stares at me
I turn away.

It is been lying for
a while, 20 days.

I move around with ease
Journey is not in my mind.

The day before my eyes
fall on the bag.

I pluck my vision
with a pull.

Fear slowly mounts.
I sigh.

Has the time come
for another sojourn?

Exasperated I recline.
I expect a call any moment.