324. Packing troubles

I
woke up
in a strange quiet city
to a surprise gift
from you

a day
filled with warm conversation
gleaming encounters
and dark dances

a day
so enthralling
that the sun had FOMO
and refused to set

and then
I had to pack this long day
in my suitcase

a gift
that refused
to fit

next time
you get me a gift
can you please make sure
that it is cabin-baggage friendly?

you know
how I hate it
when there are creases
on my memories

--
Sacramento
the things brats complain about