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.