Melanie Emikohe

Return Ticket - Poem by Melanie Emikohe

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.

Comments about Return Ticket by Melanie Emikohe

  • Ernestine Northover (10/11/2006 2:36:00 PM)

    Nice write Melanie, neat and to the point, very well constructed. Enjoyed it.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 15, 2010

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