Carousel

 

Call it baggage, ones emotions.
Experiences, disappointments, and pain.
Trim it down to fit a carry on, no more.
Keep only the basics.
Enough to fuck you up for a few days.
Nothing long term.
Rush down the ramp.
Be first for the airport carousel.
Grab one at random.
How different would it really be?                                                                     

                                                               by – Doug Mathewson