airport

i am hungover at the airport

going to throw up all over my blueberry muffin

kept a poem you wrote open in a browser

so i could read it without having access to the internet

which is right now

at the airport you have to pay $10 for 45 minutes of internet

the fuck is that about

just going to type words in text edit

listening to neutral milk hotel

and tapping my foot to keep my mind off

the throwing up thing

i feel nervous and sick

but i am happy

i am sitting by a window

i am warm and i can feel the sun

soon i will be in a different place

but i will feel the same things

i will never stop being who i am

and this is good and this is bad

do i have any liquids more than 100ml in my carry on luggage

during 'two-headed boy pt. 2' i want to sing out

because i always sing out when i hear it

i make my voice sound american

i sang out yesterday

when i was driving my dads car

and i thought of you being there in the passenger seat

and i wondered if i would still sing out

will i utilise the barf bag on the plane

beside me there is a fake fern bush

i touched it to see if it was real

it wasn't real

if i die in a plane crash

please publish this poem on my blog