Endless Motion

I’m so tired

I just sit and stare

At the grey horizon

And imagine

There’s nothing beyond

 

It makes me feel safe

Like I’ll never have to leave

And claustrophobic

Because in the end

I don’t know how to stay

 

I lived in one house for 5 years

The others, for less than 3

 

So you don’t belong anywhere?

She said

You don’t have a home?

 

I just sat there.

I had nothing to say to that.

 

 

My brother’s not coming with us

‘Leaving home by staying put’

It doesn’t seem right.

(He’s still a boy �" to me at least)

 

 

We’re all stuck in this

Endless motion

 

Like quicksand

We’re scared to stand still

In case we get

Sucked in, dragged down

In case we drown

 

 

‘Gypsies who live in houses’

That’s how we jokingly

Described ourselves.

I laughed along

But the noise seemed to stick

In my throat

 

It’s not really funny is it?