on the belief in travel.

the beliefs we had seem to be 
traveling away. travel makes one’s mind move. 
travel is the last door. on one such trip, i 
traveled with beliefs. there i met you, 
and our mind(s) seemed to open. with a separated 
brain synapse, we seemed to lie, but connected 
on a universal wire. so it seemed our beliefs began to travel, 
and now my beliefs travel in my bags as i make 

sure to pack them wherever i may travel.

07.13.99.