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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

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Notes

Quarter tonic
Sugar with sugar
Sweet tongue
Semolina Lena

Noncognizant strikes
Dodge brother, dodge
Relentless moving
Those dark eyes always worth it

What I would give
To make this right
To step out of character
Or am I in one now?

Tired of this
Fearing its endlessness
The closer I am to one
The farther I am from both

When the notes I hear
Or the words, dear
My world flips
But I’m quarter built

Flipping like it’s
Practice makes perfect
Play the notes, play
As close as I can get

Limits limit
But memories punish
Flabbergasted and expectant
What are you doing? Incredulous

I am flipping and practicing
Playing notes and replaying nostalgia
Giving love like watering the parched
Learning to strike the balance

Leave me be, demons
You turn sustenance into air
After I’ve fed my soul
I shall have my peace