day 116

Remind me to love it here.
This is where
I lay awake
listening for soft snores.
Mama's sleeping now, while my
feet are here rustling
in the Autumn night. I
leave a home
for a house. I let a home
turn into a house.
The mice
will take over my place,
replacing me. They
need homes in these
Autumn nights.
I only feel reds
now.
Sorry Mama.
Remind me to love it here.
This is where
I lay awake
listening for soft snores.
You're sleeping now, while my
fingers are here
rustling
across a notebook's
keys.
I leave a home for this
house, you hear
my keys
jangling.
Collect change I need to
do.
Remind me to love it here.
This is where
I lay awake
listening for you
to speak home
to me.