eventually, home becomes just a state of mind:
east or west - doesnt't matter; it's where I am.
where I drink my tea and invite my people,
where I wash my hair and lose my niddles,
where I simply wait whenever my heart is storming
sitting on the sill from the night till the early morning.
it's where whenever I have a crisis
my cat comes and lies exactly where my heart is.
16 jan 15
where whenever home
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