Homecoming

as I read your message I realise

I don’t know how to come home

to you; the roads I have used before

are too safe. I forget to see where you are

and always meet you three doors away

from the house I know to be ours

the route may take me longer

as I arrive cross country

scarred and unshaven

smiling in a torn coat

understanding that love

is no more than a wound

from which we never recover

as I read your message I realise

I don’t know how to come home

to you.

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related to Overflowing Remembering

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