they told me
home is where the heart is
but i, in my separation,
in my distance from this house,
made a place for myself
inside my heart
and stayed there.
it is big and bold and
there is room in it enough for everyone.
i stayed down low,
a crimson dot on the radar,
blinking back wave after wave
after blue, breaking wave.
there is a neon vacancy sign
attached to the front of my sweater.
there is room in my chest tonight.
i am at home within it.
as for the others,
i hope they are too.
it is not my business either way.