Are you going home? they say
I give the same answer day after day.
The real answer weighs heavy...
I should say-
I have no home. no,
Not really.
I have no place with that all-encompassing feeling
of comfortable warmth and constant healing..
no place that feels that special brand of right
so that I can just let go,
no such place for me, oh no.
Everywhere I am I want to be home
Even where I should be.
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