still

walls

for rent

along with

ceilings

floors

locking doors

all wanting 

to be more

becoming 

less cared for

not the love

of someone

that owns

and owes

a place

still standing

even though

just me

I only needed

to heat some

left over, cold

kept, slow 

cooked food. 

No use entertaining 

the idea of

entertaining.

All that small talk

and work with

wife-whipped 

men, and the women 

with heavy grudges

who won't let them dance. 

move

a place
clean and light
to rest my head
each night
not many
things
just a few
and windows
for a view
of birds
and trees
with leaves

a place with
neighbors
that don't bark
or bite
but say hello
and act polite

a place
that is not
this place
for i must move
and look in the heart
to find
the groove