Wanderlust

I have to go. 
I have to pack a bag and grab my wallet
and slam the front door behind me. 

I have to leave behind my keys, 
so that when nerves fail I can’t turn back. 
I need to get lost. 

I can’t go to a European city 
with a guidebook and google maps. 
It’s not worth it 

when too many people have done it before 
how are you meant to discover 
anything new about yourself?

I’m not scared of loosing myself
on some desert road. Like Saul,

I’ll find answers

in the wilderness. Or in the eyes
of another aimless wanderer
who simply had to go. 

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