Return Ticket Poem by Melanie Emikohe
Return Ticket
The coffee on your desk
is now lukewarm;
ants feasting a whip
of marmalade.
Still without a clue.
I have come a long way
for this; played death
with the customs
and knocked down
some punks in the alley.
It seems like
I don't have to unpack.
The pilot will be richer
by half and the cab driver
calls this a luck.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
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4/26/2024 10:22:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice write Melanie, neat and to the point, very well constructed. Enjoyed it. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX