Never cared much for travel,
maybe it’s something about flying over oceans without having wings/
maybe it’s the mimicry
maybe it’s because that’s how I came here
and now that I’m here, all I can think of is how
I haven’t acquired a degree
only a tomb/
maybe it’s that my father will be 84 in 5 days and
in less than 24 hours he will be injected with what I call a serum
that will kill the cancerous DNA living in his bones/
what are bodies, and what are planes and what is gravity and what are all of the dead bodies buried, rotting underground?
death puts you in debt/
death puts you to bed/
