Fuck Yeah, Poetry!: aprettywar: TravelerYour first time out of the countryof your own...

aprettywar:

Traveler

Your first time out of the country
of your own skin, I didn’t bring a map.

You always hated that I’d been lucky
enough to pick my way through streets

I couldn’t pronounce to find cathedrals,
graveyards. If you were a city, you said,

I’d only like to know your…