home

when i get there
i'll know, i have
already imagined
this place, slept
in it, eaten meals
at the table,
stretched out my
arms and embraced
the walls, the roof
the floor. at times
i can almost see
it, right over the
next hill, into
the next day, then
the next, perhaps
just one more and
i'll be home, these
fingers on this
keyboard will take
me there. will
carry me to a place
i dream to be.