Monday, August 24, 2009

Eve

It is the night before we leave

On yet another journey

Our bags have yet to be packed

Or the trash emptied

Oh at least I paid the bills


Friends came over today

And munched through the time

Allotted for preparations

And so I sit here now

Amidst piles of to do and ta da


But what it all boils down to

Is not how organized I am, but rather

If I am truly prepared for

Internal transportation of four bodies

In the car together six hours


So can we be free in our movement

Even have fun all the way

Exceed all the details that

eventually demoralize the senseless

Exchange of wide open windows


We are such a family

Us are really a group

Up goes all he gummy stuff

Ulcers stuck up in our wheels release

Unadulterated laughter

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