Random Journey (2016) Poem by jan hansen

Random Journey (written 2016)
Is the inception of a voyage the end of an abstract nothingness
and beginnings of conscious life, like driving to town and buying the papers
I remember a song: "Set Sail at the Sunset", I can hum the rest, but have
forgotten the words I see in front of me with my eyes closed
A red sun and calm sea, this is not the crossing of Styx after sundown or
is my immaturity making fun of me again
you can`t sail to Afghanistan?
I could sail there on a balloon and land when the Taliban shoot a hole in this; we can drink coffee, smoke American cigarettes, and laugh.
The problem is you can`t look at women in Afghanistan
as a shooting
offense to read the Guardian newspaper in Afghanistan.
So I will sit here and wait not to cross the river but to sail the oceans.