Erykah Badu is singing in my background and instead of letting it play I rewind or fast-forward to the chorus and I sing…“can I get a window seat, don’t want nobody next to me… I just want a ticket out of town, a look around and a safe touch down”
And then I realize that I want to escape, a GRAND escape…a “Where in the World is Carmen SanDiego” escape...a nobody knows where I am escape… an escape that includes post cards that read “Hello, I am Safe”, and letters to my children that say “I love you and I’ll be home soon, voice mails that utter I miss you, and emails that read “Backpacking through Europe”…
“Sooooo…. can I get a window seat, don’t want nobody next to me… I just want a ticket out of town, a look around and a safe touch down…:”
The honest truth is that I was never met to be anchored and maybe this would explain why I only feel a sense of home around my children… I know I don’t belong to any particular place, but I believe I belong to the movement of trees on windy nights, swaying in and out of freedom’s warmth …or maybe I belong to the ocean where my ebbs flow to distances pass forever, swirling in passionate crests, that tide the beaches with caress…
Drifting…
“can I get a window seat, don’t want nobody next to me… I just want a ticket out of town, a look around and a safe touch down…
I wanna get to that place where my body is allowed to melt into a cloud and mate with raindrops…. Or maybe that place past the horizon, beyond night, and just before heaven where I can walk meadows of lilac and admire my purple footprints…
“can I get a window seat, don’t want nobody next to me… I just want a ticket out of town, a look around and a safe touch down…
I’d like one ticket,
out of town,
going nowhere in particular,
just away from here…
long enough to miss and be missed
Yesss, away from the phonys the fakes and all the troubles of the world!! where no one knows me and i have no clue who they are...
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