Choose Your Own Adventure
Ok, maybe I will.
and I burnt the book.
It wasn't spectacular in the least
a pathetic adventure
but as I poked my finger deep into the smoldering ash
I remembered getting lost in Hanoi
in my youth
in the middle of the night
intoxicated
in summer
insecure
in search of a bed
and sleeping in my clothes under a bridge
burning my passport to keep warm.