Wednesday, February 12, 2014

stairway at eustis st.
Recurring dream:

I am with Mike
or someone else
or alone 
and I need to get back to my home

I am aware that it has changed that it is unrecognizable and 
I want to find it anyway in spite of being lost and

unable to convince anyone else of the need that I have to find this place 

And even when I find it I am not there.


1 comment:

Bailey Anne said...

Home is where my mom is! I love you. Your home is here at Basil's house now! Those stairs would be more beautiful if someone had painted all over them. I like your poem. Simple but moving.