Don't take me home.

By Phalanx

This wish is my open book and you the passenger.
Believe, is just a word with no weight,
Touching castles, going back home.

This want is not your imagination playing tricks.
We call our names different with age,
Stealing street signs to keep
The human side alive.

You must have passed me a hundred times!
Do you know where you're going, love?
I could charm you if I hadn't forgoten my damn words
To those kids.

This is where I live, at the corner of "twice the nothing," and
"Once knowing it."

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Copyright 2014 Phalanx
Published on Friday, December 12, 2014.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I love the frustration that you expressed. Somethings have no words.


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