Travel Anxiety

This entry is part 19 of 36 in the series Une Semaine de Bonté

 

Page 19 from Max Ernst’s Une Semaine de Bonté
Page 19 from Max Ernst’s Une Semaine de Bonté

If travel were just
the open road, I might
take to it. Not this
labored labyrinth,
this intestinal clench
of visas tickets security screenings long lines wrong seats bad restrooms too much luggage no-fly lists takeoff turbulence recirculated air cramped legroom boredom soreness limbo purgatory sleepless wondering will they let us in turn us back demand proof of our identity confiscate our umbilical cords make us wait wait wait wait,
wherever we are bound.

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