Poem #2,778 | Travelling backwards towards Milan

Travelling backwards towards
Milan –
there will be no routes
re-run here is in my thoughts –
not in away matches –
more a
trip to gaze at buff statues on
a card marked ‘to do before I
die’
[not on a guided tour] –
A
thousand other tasks will ask
more of me before that time –
perhaps I will fall in love with
someone kind
[perhaps I will
& find that love can be so] –
A
hundred+ other ticks to place
on my litany of ornery chores
[know love high on my ‘to do’]