Tourist

I want to be a tourist

Getting drunk

On the sun

With camera lenses

For eyes, staring at the sky

Intoxicated.

I want to be a tourist

Without a worry in the world

Except, where should we go next?

My fingers leaving

Trails of excited sparks

As I enthuse about architecture

And the richness of culture.

I want to be a tourist

 Burnt skin and sun hats,

Toes buried in the sand,

Living for my own amusement.

 

I want to be a tourist

With a suitcase and a ticket home

Reviews

[EMP]

you are far too good. >:(
this is so good, sad (and i worry about you) but goooood! you paint such a powerful image of touristssss!
love it.