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I'm at the airport
Waiting for nobody to come in.

I'm at the airport
Waiting to get out.

But I can't.
I can't get away from stupidity of humans
And efficiency of machines.

I want to fly to Mars.
I want to walk on the stars.

And I am.
But not these people.

These dismal specimens,
Sitting, twittering, chattering.

They can go where they want,
But not where they know.

I've travelled more miles than they dream of standing still,
By my own mind's will.

July 1997.

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