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We are connected to this life by many threads Which we only notice when they are broken Whether family, friends, work or welfare, all Pull us apart in different dimensions in time.
You are connected to me by small pleasures Which we only notice when we stop giving Whether interest, intent, wish or wisdom, all Pull us apart in different dimensions in space.
We are connected to each other for ever now Which we only notice when we are apart again Whether travel, trust, freedom or failure, all Pull us apart in different dimensions in love.
I am lonely, pink-slipped and home, Wanted to be home but not like this, I feel empty without my nine to five, This other side looks different now.
Friends fear it’s infectious and don’t call, Last week’s empathy becomes sympathy, Ex-colleagues simply have nothing to say, Redundancy is the new invisibility cloak.
If you have a job, try to remember To call all your workless friends, A simple “Hello” won’t **** you, But the silence may **** them.
Home is A feeling you get, You don’t need to fret, When at ease in your mind, You can just relax and unwind, No need to live a life out loud, You can be alone in a crowd, At one with your heart, In a place apart. At home.