Stuck (Travel Piece) -Nada

There’s always a there where I want to be

A place unattainable

One that’s not really there

Maybe I just can’t find the way

I buy my ticket, fly overseas, yet

Often end up nowhere

Or somewhere in between

I’ve been to many places, countless cities, but how many of them count?

Sadly, there’s always a there, rarely a here,

A now that we cherish

And plunge into,

Are we simply afraid?

My body yearns to travel, but my mind,

Often elsewhere,

Is deeply rooted in where I was, am, somewhere that doesn’t exist

I’m in a place neither here nor there

Maybe it’s because we

Bring more than we should with us,

Carrying all that weight

Must leave us tired by the time we get there

Pictures, postcards, and pin-covered maps

Don’t fool me and I

Can’t help but wonder

What’s the difference between here and there?