Home is not a proper place
has no address, no fixed abode

It may not lay along a certain path
or at the end of any road

For each of us its different
what makes it so we cannot see

For myself I know that I'm not there
whenever you are not with me

My home exists within your hand
when it is wrapped in mine

When our bodies come together
a warm embrace, legs intertwined

Geographically speaking
home can be here, it can be there

but there is no place' feels more like home
than the pillow that we share.

She is as lines to Bauhaus, oblique
In category yet commanding in form;
Her mind a pool of wealth and Grace,
Allusions to illusions, omega to
Alpha’s strongest gaze. I stand
Failed, distraught, lacking the
Dexterity of voice to call her name,
The temerity of will to regain her fair
Charms and affirmed charisma.
Lost I am within a cascade of
Superlatives and tribulation.
Were only she to have conquered
My mind, I would be of sound spirit to
Elicit some tempered comprehension;
Yet alas, I have been taken in soul
And I can do naught but wait
To see if she will one day return.

The smell of coffee and black sharpie fill your senses
Dragging yourself out of bed, you wrap the sheet around your naked body
Your head hurts more with every movement, every thought.

The sticky note on the door
written in small, squished, boy-like writing
"I never promised you forever."

So on the fourth of July
I decided to flush Zen
down the toilet,
to give it up
because it has become
such a heavy weight
and when I did
everything
seemed like nothing
more substantial
than water draining
through my fingers
so that was how
I found Zen again.

"Where are your gloves?"
A man with watery blue eyes,
And steaming black coffee asks me.
I almost cannot hear him over the brutal wind,
The city taken by storm.

He leans closer and whispers,
"They are giving some away,
Under the bridge."
As if I know exactly which bridge he is speaking of.

Winking,
He continues past me on the street.
Homeless,
But fortunate in his kindness.

.....BOLDERDASH and Folly~they all exclaimed! !    There couldn't be anything that simple about it.  *Backwash and Rusty Pipes they continued !   Something that complex,  can't be that easy to get.     Wondergas and  flagsnarfs they Shouted with Knowledge !   From here to there has got to have a fine set of Rules .     BARFUL-CUSPS,   If thats true~what does this mean?=_Seeing is Believing,   What you see is what you get,   I've Never seen anything like it,   Wait til you see what I got,   WOW, take a look at this,   Look for the Silver lining,   If they could only see me now,   You can see seven states from lookout mountain,     See the Amazing bearded Lady,   See if you can do this,  See if you like this one,  See if you can find the Shiny dime in the bowl of pennies,    Gee,you look like a million bucks,   See if you can't do a little better next time ,    That'll be the LAST TIME  you'll see me in That Place !         Let's see "IF" you can make me move ! !       And they wonder why~~~friends don't last _M.

She broke my heart again
It failed as she skipped out of reach
It’s okay
Little things can go unnoticed
How big can a heart really be?
She gave it a kick as she stumbled over it
That paled in comparison when she stepped on it
I gift wrapped my heart
I even sang a little tune as I tied the bow
She had that look though
A little moue of surprise and a stutter
My heart dropped and I leaned back
Bracing myself always feels like it should help
But, then she broke it
Kicked it
Stepped on it
Scuffed it for sure
It got a little blurry
I knew as soon as she said
“We can still be friends right?”

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