Nomads
Nomads seek the search
Wanders. It’s kind of
romantic. The life of a ronin.
You can’t carry much. Because
you don’t have much room
for your things. No cart, no wagon,
no car, no beast of burden, maybe
some weird kid following you. But
otherwise, all you have is your pockets.
Some nomads carry gum, but not many.
It’s a waste of the pocket’s nothing to
fill it up with a pack of gum.
Not many would enjoy this life. No gaming
systems but portables and those games usually
blow. Besides, recharging the battery is
such a chore. You end up stuck somewhere for
three hours.
The love life isn’t so great. Sure, you could bring
a cell. But everyone would try to send other
places to your journey. Why bother
wandering away, if some other away follows. “I
wish you were here” post cards were never
meant to be literal. A wander is always “here.”
But with a phone, you end up there.
Masturbation is risky, no where private to go
with your privates. You may think to use a stall,
but when you do you’ll forget why you went.
Public toilets are another downside of the nomad.
But it’s still pretty cool. To be just passing through.
and should you pass again, someone is there to greet
you. Because who doesn’t love an old face come back
to visit for just a short time?
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