My memories
Will not cage me-
Restrain me from my own blood.
I’m not needed.
Not by you-
Not by this time-
I throw the stone-
Turn before I can see where it lands-
It matters not
And today there are
Tears in my eyes
And no beginning
To point my finger at.
Guess the excuses will follow
At a later date.

Right now there’s mending to do
While all the wounds are gone missing
Clean hands for supper-
There’s a change
And I smile

I can’t recognize my eyes
And I wonder if you’ll return-
When you do
Will you know how to find me?

I’ve taught myself well over the years
But I still couldn’t tell you
Where home is
And what it feels like for me.