Once plans light the fuse
nerves sizzle, anxiety
flares. Can’t stand the wait.
Imminent departure
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Once plans light the fuse
nerves sizzle, anxiety
flares. Can’t stand the wait.
Buttons zippers snaps
connect. Scissors blades sunder.
Don’t know where we stand.
Spun as adventure,
it’s a long hard drive with a
heartbroken daughter.
She’s moving back, two
thousand-mile-wide break in their
nine months together.
Too old for pick up
and go – live in the moment
shit, but…what the hell.
Three thousand miles. One
week. San Francisco. New York.
Stay between the lines.
She called. I’m flying
out. Quit my job already.
Knew this would happen.
Four days’ notice, it’s
500 bucks to fly coast
to coast. Got no choice.
Enjoy the city.
Envision the future I
text, wanting her home.
This is why she can’t
move back East, the cubicle
life too dim, dull, stale.