Nothing As It Seems

Don't feel like home

he's a little out

and all these words alone

is nothing like your poem



Putting in, inputting in

don't feel like methadone

a scratching voice all alone

it's nothing like your baritone



It's nothing as it seems

the little that he needs its home

and all that he sees

is nothing he can feel its home



One uninviting chromosome

a blanket like the ozone



It's nothing as it seems

all that he needs is home

the little that he frees

is nothing he believes

save it for a sunny day

something maybe two tone

anything of his own

a chip off the corner stone

who's kidding?, rainy day

a one way ticket headstone

an occupation overthrown

a whisper through a megaphone,



It's nothing as it seems

the little that he needs is home

and all that he sees

is nothing he concedes its home

and all that he frees

a little bittersweet, it's home

it's nothing as it seems

the little that he needs is home