Reminisce

Home is --- should be the place
to feel yourself. Let go.
A wagging tail and smiling
furry companion drops a half
eaten toy on your feet. Yet,
he leans over to
touch your lips, barren, besides
metal, sweat, and worn cotton
breaching your senses.
Something is off.
Forget it. Forget
your troubles,
meaningless thoughts provoked
by endless road.
Doesn't matter.
Stop
Listen
Obey.

No.
Please, listen.
I'm sorry.

Talk to you later.
xoxo