Heart Headed Home
Home is in my head
Is laying sweetly, softly
Snoozing in her bed
Is in this place of once
Forgotten, now I’ve
Up and gotten it all
Inside my eyes
It’s in the waves, the
Unexplained part of
Sentences that get
Dropped into the silence
The spaces between the
Speaking, the in and
Out of every week
Now for past and
Present, future, pretext
I thought it was a place
With chairs and mats
And dusty window sills
Toilet seats and countertops
For keys
I thought home needed
Grandmothers, and mortgages
With cars paid off and
Sold, kids moved on once
They are older
Never just a space in between
My thoughts, a wave of
Unimaginable comfort
From the, I can’t even
Produce the syllables that go
Here
She knows it as much
As I do, that we’ve
Now unplanted our feet
And bodies all and whole
Into a homeland that has
No barriers to behold
Us
I feel there’s so much up ahead
And behind has never
Had so much to catch
Up to
Home is in my heart is in my head