no home when i say when

no home i say when
i stand by the road
in my small soul
eyes go blinking
small (w)holes of nothings apear
i sleep soemwhere
no home i say
when no one bothers

1 comment:

raya UD said...

soul is small
when you make it to be so

how measure something non-spatial
it is irony which
connects life with life
place with home
people with love

measure life with life
measure age with life
measure food with satisfaction
measure relation with love

love is home…