Coordinates

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I am weary of the long
-itudes and latitudes of this un
-quiet heart. I have taken her
car keys and her license and
removed all traces of travel
mags from the vicinity be
-cause apparently she
never learned to Never Eat
Shredded Wheat
(or Sour Watermelons,
or Soggy
Wheaties).

She’s pretty much flying
by the seat of her un
-ventricled pants at this
point and her contents – which
may or may not have shifted
during travel – have finally
thrown in the hand towel
and simply flown the coop,
spilling out somewhere west
     …….(left)
of Albuquerque.

I am hoping to keep her north
…(that’s up)
of the Equator until
she has time to catch her ever
-lovin’ beatin’ breath. She’s
kind of squishy, so if you know
where I might purchase a water
-proof carry-on
      …….(carrion?)
bag, that matches my running
shoes, that would be somewhat
of a godsend.

 

 

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