Friday, November 16, 2012

I’m home...

I’m home

In a heartless home

I’m so much in love

 With this merciless home  

The room awaits me

Spreading its dusty floors

The carpet lay open in disgrace

Oh I’m thirsty

But the bottle rolls empty on the floor

I’m hungry

The food offers in raw beauty

The kitchen awaits me with dishes to wash only

Wish I could wash my face with some cold water

But the bathroom floor awaits me to be slipped over

Only to break my knees

I’m home

Without a place to lay my body

Though there lies maleness in every object

I’m in love with all of them

Though they have no mercy for me

I am still going home

In a home so heartless!

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