Home but still searching

Soft glow of shop fronts

A night with teeth

Tired to the point of drunkenness

But the day is done

Give cigarettes to the

Crumpled men in doorways

Because I’ve peered into

The dark spaces they make home

And found my own corners

Unoccupied but waiting

So I endure

Indifferent employers and

Rejection thick and constant

But I conspire towards

Freedom and a safe trip to

Happier states even as my smile

Blooms

Like the flowers

And they too

Come alive

As do i