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My Homes

There
There I exit a home
Onto a street
A perpetual noise
Warmth radiates from every surface
The wind is constant
The sea beautiful and vast
A mere distance away
Nothing too far
To be drowned at whim

I like it there
For many reasons
Mirth is passed from hand to hand
Not portioned and accounted
Smiles come as easily
As pain

Here
Here I exit a home
Onto a street
Quiet
The silence always a foreshadow
Overwhelms the scenery
Blank stares
Generalized coldness
I can make this work
This is my here
The water is tame
And far enough

I like it here
For many reasons
Peaceful and safer
So much space
Enough space to keep out
And be kept out
Effortlessly

Written Spring 2020