when I arrive
i'm shaky.
just off the plane.
bag in hand.
I look around at this
strange land,
with a different way
of speaking.
I go down the ramp
in the bright sun.
I see yellow birds
in the trees,
animals on the tarmac.
police men in white.
i'm thirsty, hungry.
exhausted from
the flight.
I take a cab to my hotel
where she waits for me
and says,
are you ready to begin
the rest of your life?
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