2 MORNINGS BEFORE

 

 

It seems like

every trip

I end up 2 mornings

before the return

sitting in a McDonald’s

on Niewendyk

eating a McMuffin

and pondering how

it got to this point

but I’m going home now

and that’s what is left

regardless of what was

and my Americanism

is worn like a badge

and a Scarlet Letter “A”

It ain’t a bad breakfast

but knowing

that the fun is almost over

is one clear indication

that I’m in a McDonald’s

on a rainy morning

in Amsterdam

with depleting funds

and only memories left

to sustain my ideals


 

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