on the belief in travel.

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.