Round Trip to Italy

From Bangkok
Plane landed in Rome
Transit hall
Drank some wine
You been sent home in shame
By fulsome jesters
 
Try Genoa
Martini…for sure
A new job
Easy now
Don’t let the fu*kers catch you
Keep your head down.
 
Ship sails noon
From shores of misery
Screw them all
More wine mate
Wake up tomorrow midday
Drink a cold beer.
 
Tell the truth
You overslept…sorry
It’s no lie
Be contrite
Your young face oozes of sincerity
And moist blue eyes.