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