reassurance of familiar music
plugged into my ears like a pacemaker
comforting beat, causing life
smell of cafeteria food mingling with new rain
library sweat of hurried worry
open window, a promise, saying
home is here and home is far away
weight of death and the aching hope of spring
inhaled and lodged, stinging, somewhere deep
anywhere but here. please.
but please don’t take me away.
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Wrote this a month ago when I got the news about Faith passing away and I just wanted to be home. I just found it as I was clearing out my folders.
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