Traveler
By Phalanx
The only thing I can talk about is this hotel room.
Which, is more of a motel and yes, I sound pompous for mentioning.
I miss dad a lot.
I saved some of his voicemails and everytime I get a new one and erase
it,
I wonder if it will be the last time I ever hear his voice.
I think that time away from home is no time at all.
You can find home anywhere you're heart remembers who you are.
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Copyright 2016 Phalanx
Published on Friday, August 12, 2016.
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"Poetry"
Author's Note:
When you're on the road, remember home.Comments on "Traveler"
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A former member wrote:
I think this to be beautifully dark, sad. Well done and I great work