In the window as do I thinking, staring, standing by remember when I was focused before all along wanting more. A suitcase in hand a destination in till, vacationing consciousness I need a thrill. So I grab the luggage to begin my way, with no destination and no man to pay. Where I go I cannot know But simply stated I understand so there is absolutely nothing we have to fear- for we are all merely travelers here. -MR
Poetry, Photos, and Stuff by Matt Ramey