untitled in brooklyn

writhing brain

stimulated by the new and the old

the familiar love of home

of known

of comfort of love

missing these essential links

essential foundation of life and being

catching the glimpse of what’s been

denied my body

i’ve denied myself my roots

balance to keep standing

standing statues require

the hum be at the base

and only then can the flyer rest light as a feather

come back to your roots, child

the outside world has taught you well

now homeward bound to deepen

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