Homeless.

Homeless, one foot out, one foot in,
no shoes, no body, love lost, no skin.
Flushed out and in, on the morning tide,
castaway deserted, lost, pushed aside.
All there is now, alone, no way back,
no body, just a GPS voice to keep track.
Far away i-land, mango a plenty
mosquitoes, smiles, wifi for free.
No toes to feel sand, hair touched by the breeze
hard to find the balance cut off at the knees.
No anchor, aimless, not painless, deathly pale
ghosted by my own body, no text or email.
Unseen, unclean, no face to lose in the crowd
you don’t reach out, even when I beg, cry out loud.
I look around, you’re far behind, a dot, then gone,
I’m homeless, without, no bye just ‘I’m done.’
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