Originally uploaded by lorenzodom
I Can’t Wait
I found a strand of her hair,
strewn across my suitcase,
while I was waiting to leave—
Air Tran, Flight 53, to Orlando.
I’ve been waiting to leave her
for a long time; or at least in my mind
that’s how it seems, when
I’m waiting for the day I forget,
when I don’t let little things
like random stands of hair
I can’t wait
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