Re-edited. Wish I had a pic for this.
The Trip. By CpSingleton (c) 2014
I’m eating chicken with my fingers,
The day is staggering on outside,
The future is somewhere else and lingers
Do you wanna come and take a ride?
We could follow a bright ley line
Right across the sea.
Feel the wind and taste the brine:
Set the compass free.
Maybe stop a while for maw juice
On the shores of Timbuktu.
Release the lanyard, set the sail loose,
While we gawp in wonder at the view.
We could take a giant bird ride!
There’s a few on the mountain I’m told.
Ask them politely on the cliff side
Before the wind makes us too cold.
We’ll be off above the rain drops,
See the universe and stars.
Beats waiting here at bus stops or
Traffic jams in cars.
We’ll then land upon a warm cloud and
Watch the lives far down below,
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