Treasure Island

Louis Cecile

(London)

Customs


The age of check in

What do we bring today

Past or future

So scared of lost we would rather refrain from leaving the ground

A look inside reveals

Yet we still carry on

Places are people what we bring is not new

Reacting from memories

The feeling remains in a whisper

The years unfold to increase our load

Yet when we check out the return is unwanted

The truth is delayed in the luggage we brought

Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2010

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