A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Saturday, April 13, 2019

domicile

People live in their
little compartmented lives.
They're compartmentalized.
It's not very nice.

Unless you lucked out and got
some nice compartment.
A decent apartment
of adequate size

You take it all out of what's still in you
and you make over the inside walls
furniture, fixtures and things within frames
you can match it all
Sooner or later you have to get out
the walls of your heart
are the walls of a house
and if you were a fire
you'd want to be caught
and if you were a liar
you'd want to be taught
and if you were a burglar
you'd want to move in
but since you just live here
you're just living, then
where there's nothing to steal
or put out
or begin

could you find
any space of your own
if you lost this one?
and if you did once,
could you do it again?
and if you once found
you could go anytime,

what would you win?

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