Vintage

A Poem

We “deplaned” last night in the Aloha State.

What an odd, weird, stilted verb.

George Carlin would not be pleased with my lingo.

In fact, acerbic soul that he was, this Bard of Comedy would have made a joke about “final destinations”.

I don’t know about my fellow passengers,

But we took a road less traveled for me — and probably the others, too.

One year almost to the freakin’ day.

¡Dios Mio! (OMG to the rest of us)

since I’ve done something so brazen, so novel, so different. Really? Yup.

Something that would have been second nature just one year ago.

Aloha! But the Beatles were unavailable for comment.

Vintage — for sure, dude.