before a trip
i set out to travel.
knowing we cannot step out of life,
me, myself and I
will see this world
from another place
for a while.
i accept
i am not at peace.
i don’t feel ready
or like it is the right moment.
i go
because i have chosen to go
for reasons clear and unclear
and i yield to both.
i’m going now, everything be damned!
i leave
a mess or two
and things unfinished,
unbegun.
many projects,
problems.
things that will still be there
and things that may be gone
or different.
i take
all parts of me
because they are coming anyway
with joy
and spite
and pain
and cheer
and many words unsaid
i’m going