home
homehome is where you take it
requires no address
home is a lonely place
a -- rented room
from where one may
gaze upon the world
assuredly -- and not with
impunity
--impunity
the biggest -- lie one may tell
-- home is where no lies
are uttered
no mendacity
no counterfeit thought
home has a scent
that
of
-- content
a content found
in all -- places
home means you are not
a foreigner
my eyes now dry
midnight inhales
a -- sigh
inhales once more
tempo proceeds
as usual
time -- time
omnipotent query
gathering all
. . . home
with
lament.
vcp
30 November 2016
Poetry by Victor
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Written on 2016-12-01 at 07:08
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