Photo taken from my Airbnb in Istanbul, Turkey

Friday, June 10, 2022

The best things in life come in threes,

Like two bags when they’re flying for free,

Plus one, the backpack I sling,

Aloof to the weight they all bring,

…why care if they’re holding the things,

I’ll cherish through flights and my dreams,

Like where next should I take all of my things?

I’ll wait til’ it’s easy to see,

For now they’ll just wait, I’ll sit free,

At home’s lounges that comfort my feet,

Zip, zip—it’s the carbon for me,

Wheels roll—it’s the pulling at ease,

When closed—it’s the world I write free,

Bye byeeee…

How my baggage now dreams?

-Budd