Home

the idea of home
is less concrete
i belong nowhere
and always now here

coming back after a year
feels like little changed
apart from specks of dust
and some wrinkly lines

people & places
they do the same things
think the same way
in a cycle of normalcy

as i try to settle down
i feel
as if it was all a dream
like it all never happened

i know i’ve changed
not who i was
i have opinions and views
on how the world should work

it’s too easy
to slip back
into business as usual
the old me

before i lose myself
i’ll bring back
untold stories & life lessons
i’ll make them concrete