Alone, no Home.

cycling circles in
some circus
troupe

so alone,

now recycling stale
breath and my
worst poem
,

on my own.

a pinky traces pale cheek
along exposed
bone.

need a quick spin, clown’s
gotta roam

steering wheel corrects the
swerve as wildfire
takes my home

should have never left
that tinderbox

alone.

image: https://www.behance.net/gallery/35474049/The-Lonely-Bear

image: https://funnyjunk.com/funny_pictures/4271057/Meanwhile+in+russia/27

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