I’m going on a field trip

to that place deep in my mind.

It’s dark in there and its terrain

is of the slippery sloping kind.

I have bundled up in extra socks

and mittens woolly paired

for I just don’t know what to expect

and I’d like to be prepared.

No one’s ever been there —

and my exes all agree–

that it must be complicated,

since it hides what they can’t see.

The wilderness, it beckons me

and I set off to the unknown.

I’m determined by adventure,

I prefer to walk alone.

So I’m going on a field trip,

when I’ll be back I cannot say.

I’m going on a field trip —

and I’m doing it my way.