about performing the sad ritual of switching the time zone
to GMT, my computer doesn't pick up on signals anymore,
it's not what I paid for and also why no eye mask and free pen,
is this the banality of excess, does this mirror Band Aid III,
no child in Africa wonders about Christmas, yes they do,
I'm stretching here, thinking I should be thinking about mouths to feed,
paternalistic, such a mean, fruitless way to feel tired from a plane ride.
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