so-called homeA Poem by berenongurI thought you were my home, guess I am homeless
I run into a brick wall in front of the house I was running to with enthusiasm.
I was going to make us coffee in the kitchen and talk about how happy I was Did the locks change or did the owners move? Or did I come to the wrong house? I waited for someone to open the door and hug me I pressed the bell and it rang But they didn't open Maybe they haven't heard but i heard like there were voices coming from the house maybe I heard wrong You know, when you were a little kid, you played on the street and went home to drink water The door did not open I slept at the door of the house The house collapsed on me now i am homeless © 2024 berenongurFeatured Review
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