I’m not your home.
Do not ask for a drawer,
housekey, a place
for your shoes in the closet.
Floorplan of ephemerality
and transience,
shifting walls with strangers in frames.

Didn’t you hear me?
Tucking into my shoulder
like I’m something
substantial, more to offer
than sheets and fleeting warmth,
a profane whisper of someday.

Try not to think about it too much.
Roll on and wish
for a final address
distilled silhouettes,

sturdy faces stepping into the hall.


3 thoughts on “Vagrant

    • It’s more imagery than a reference, “sturdy faces” as a continuation of the idea of a substantial, concrete entity as opposed to an ephemeral one.

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