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Oct 2015
Someone once asked me,
Where do you live?

Where do I live?
Do I live in a house?
A boat?
A tree?
A hole?

Moments later,
I looked up and directed them,
Turn around.
Walk 10 feet.
Turn right.
Run five miles straight.
Take a breath.
Search for a tree.
Climb it.
Take a bird's eye view.
Find the tallest object.
Run to it.
Touch it.
Come back here.

I asked,
Did you find my home?

They looked at me with utter confusion.
And I stared deadly into their conscious.
I said,
Look me deep in the eye,
Do you see a soul?
I used to live there,
But I lost it a long time ago.

-FJ
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