Traveling

PJ Lombardo

it’s alright to go to the horreum
and it’s alright to fill a jettank
while remorseless blue
vultures spiral vamp and
collapse inside each other
i saw your house in cinders
your walls seemed of paper
stank of disintegration but it’s alright
to visit apothecaries
it’s alright to barter for
five blessed lithium bullets
one for monday the
last for friday
and it’s alright to travel
sacred even to some nation
i’m still strangling
i’m still strangling some
nation because my children you are
dopesick or hungry or because
you need cash between
your teeth to stunt the taste
of wendigo bruises droning
on skinning the truest
mules and sweating memories
inside their suntender stomachs