an automatic response, an unimagined answer.
is that really what I want?

true love would be nice.
someone to hold hands with,
to share uncensored passion with.
I didn’t answer that.

the right job would suffice.
a feeling of being needed,
bankruptcy not needed.
I didn’t answer that.

I told her I wanted to

get away

from here.  

She wanted to know

where

but I didn’t know,
didn’t care.
            
         only far     

far

from home

But more,
to find a Place where

i belong.


the words flew from my mind,
evading my brain,
involving my mouth.