the guests, having arrived
by taxi, hands full of luggage,
heavy in their hands,
other bags looped
around shoulders,
the wear of travel
in their smiling faces.
happy to be here, happy
to be away, but already
thinking of the flight home
and sleep,
of their own beds,
their own books, their
routine ways.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
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