one-way ticket
I don’t care where you’re from
we’re all temporarily visiting
foreigners in our own little world
or traveling extensively abroad
whether by land or sea or air
we’re randomly cast together
unchosen companions integrated
into an unlikely community
a single entity
be it aboard a bus or ship or plane
departures and arrivals taking place
morning noon and night
loved ones sitting next to strangers
sadistic gamblers laying odds
which ones make it home alive
january two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
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