notes on home ⚈

as I left you, I walked
for a trembling moment I believed
I had left everything
that my legs would falter, but I walked
the still standing
time within
and now, here as I walk
I see
that I have everything
ahead of me

if you possessed a fur
it would have a myriad of mollifying scents
but a hint of something sharply burnt
aflame out there in the night
where I drift upon your warm winds
from caves of the underworld
then you would shake your fur - if you had one
and we would all feel
your cold delightful rain
against our naked skin



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