Don't feel like home

he's a little out

and all these words elope

it's nothing like your poem



Putting in, inputting in

don't feel like methadone

a scratching voice all alone

it's nothing like your baritone



It's nothing as it seems

the little that he needs is home

the little that he sees

is nothing he concedes is home



One uninvited chromosome

a blanket like the ozone



It's nothing as it seems

all that he needs is home

the little that he frees

is nothing he believes

saving up a sunny day

something maybe two tone

anything of his own

a chip off the corner stone

who's kidding?, rainy day

a one way ticket headstone

occupations overthrown

a whisper through a megaphone



It's nothing as it seems

the little that he needs is home

the little that he sees

is nothing he concedes is home

and all that he frees

a little bittersweet, it's home

it's nothing as it seems

the little that you see is home