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Thinking on the Tube

  • Writer: kmorari
    kmorari
  • Feb 11, 2020
  • 1 min read

As I sit here on this tube,

I feel like a traveling noob.


I'm now in London,

With constant thoughts all of the sudden.


Where there was no anxiety before,

It seems like this is now something I suffer.


Or is this an amplification of experiential feelings,

That I used to brush off and ignore in previous dealings?


Now there is a lot more sensation,

Where a place is more than just a destination,

Beyond all its external presentation,

Representing someone's home or someone's place of immigration;

My vacation is actually someone else's nation.



London, England

 
 
 

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