Sojourn

*Warren Keating* - 'The Traveler'

Sojourn

What 
I remember
About
Spain
Remains
Gaudi,
Blood
Oranges
And
Cheap
Champagne.
I drank
Enough
That
Season
To
Sustain
My
Feverish
Brain,
Survive
The
Heat
And
The
Fiery
Sun
Burning
Beyond
Bright.
One
Twilight
I stood
On
Ancient
Sand
Beside
The
Green
And
Fabled
Mediterranean,
And
Watched
The
Cruise
Ship
Toilet
Tissue
Float
In.
Later
That
Night,
I caught
My 
Flight
To
England,
A
Country
I could
Understand.