Seams of home

the seams concern me
I look for the seams though I know finding them will destroy me

there are no doors
only curtains and insinuations of portals.

do I dare map home,
do I dare map my dreams?

every object I turn
objects which constitute this universe
the blocks

Today she shows herself in a context of reality

this is what I long for but
something is breaking

 

as Kitchen exhales after cooking and cleaning

 

/plsm

 

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