If I draw 4 lines around you
will you feel like home?
From your legs to your hands and back down,
covering the distance between your feet and the running length of your mind, if I sketch my initials on you,
will you feel like home?
My life is lived from one bench to another,
and I’ve been homeless for a long time.
But if this bench promises permanency and still
I choose you
will you feel like home?
I’ve been waiting for deserted buildings to come to me,
so I can restrain them with my pen.
You are so well-lit, so loved, so inhabited,
and I am but a spaceless blob.
will you still feel like home to me?
If I draw 4 lines around you,
and you feel like home,
will you want to be home for long?
