Beyond The Known

Beyond The Known

I’ve never gotten over to Europe or Africa
or most of the other continents,
states, cities, planets, stars, or planes of consciousness
I’d like to embark upon one day.
It seems that when I have the time that
I lack the means
and when the means are finally in sight,
I lack the time.
Once you’re bitten by the wanderlust
your heart pumps it’s venom through your veins
and the burn
is with you so long
as you yearn
and the only way to cool yourself
is to make yourself
roam beyond the known.