JulyPoWriMo 14

Anticipating rigor of travel 
is its own journey as evidenced by
the still unpacked suitcase in the hallway
holding forgotten remnants of the past
distracted by random pictures we took
of auspicious holidays returning
every year the invention of clockwork
reminds us of how long it’s been since then
cannot count the moments stacked in between
laying sideways out on the horizon
anxieties arrive like taking off
into a blue unknown onion unseen
liminal spaces dither at the gate
the was and the not yet will have to wait