Another Anonymous On The Loose

what i am trying to learn now
is to travel alone
and just be myself
carrying a small back pack
and a
credit card and when
i arrive at my
chosen destination
i shall find a lodging house
where i can
be alone and naked to
myself
i'd sleep for hours and
think nothing about
work and
the future
and on one fine day
when the rain there
stops
i shall take a bath
clean myself
comb my hair and
get ready
for another adventure
of my life
as though i am once again
a bachelor
taking my stroll in those
public parks
buying my breakfast
on one of those
lined up stalls

in here i am myself anew
another anonymous.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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