lead-weight floating

   
   
I never feel so lonely  
as when you're around  
I sit on the porch because  
the house is so full of you  
especially when you're gone  
   
each one of these bottles  
empties me and scatters me  
off the edges of the world  
senses crossed and honed  
everywhere was always home  
until the porch became a portal  
taking me everywhere  
I would want to be  
   
I know the delusions of grass  
and its other side  
and that the concrete  
is only hard when it's beneath me  
so just  
turn me upside down  
then I can stroll 
dizzy-drunk with vertigo  
through starlit avenues  
but    
   
even with the sky below    
it's hard against my sole  
because a thousand porch-lights  
reflect off the earth's face  
each without a home  
and not one of them  
is as lonely as this one  
and this porch and bottles  
work as a portal  
but they'll never take me home