I Smell Going Home
I smell going home
My shadow obediently follows
My dusty face pauses for breath
It is and isn't right
I bawled like a kid
Like a child that longs for his mother
In a momentary convulsion of homesickness
I stirred the wind, drained my tears and produced a smile
Then stepped out into the dust
Scarcely touching the ground as I left
Dirt road to the hardtop
On the empty highway
Down the way alone road weary and hungry
I must have slept with my eyes open
This is no place for solitude
In a little while
I must have gathered curses
There is nothing here but night
Weird times stark through the night.
Evil moves about unnoticed
I rapidly disolve
Into darkened emotion
Time takes longer to happen
Everything runs down yet never quite stops
My family and friends will receive me
But in what spirit?
Have I done something wrong?
Silent, slowly moving, I outlast the weather
And the wind blows away doubt
From my violated space
Covered in darkness, the dust of stars
And the troubling lack of home
Here one summer night
Distance forms a stronger bond.
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