Poem -

Tripping en Masse

Tripping en Masse

Down this narrow aisle
just me and my carry on
which is a misnomer really
since my baggage stuffed tight 
comes with wheels attached
to keep things light

So slowly I roll
trying my very best
not to brush against
and inconvenience 
my fellow solemn passengers
on this grind of a trip
that ends with our shit
all getting communally crammed
into the size inadequate
overhead bin

Repeat and rinse

For upon arrival
on the ground
we collectively know
our cumbersome luggage in tow
has to somehow be taken down
to accompany us weary travelers
to our final destination
way over the rainbow 

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