Home -- tender belonging, security, comfort
warmth of emotions, the embrace of another.
The subconscious child dwelling deep in
memory and beyond waking recall
walks at night, lost, fearful and alone
surrounded by faceless strangers in an
unknown landscape of streets and traffic
familiar enough to urge the lost child to
step forward, another and another until
the pace becomes swift even while nothing
changes to move the landscape any closer to
home and a desperation engulfs the child
weeping and confused as everything melts
into unfamiliarity and no one cares, all
surroundings stark with forbidding people
deliberately oblivious, a personal plight of
no concern. The nightmare ends suddenly
and you are awake feeling desolate and yet
forgetful and life resumes. Until another night
of restless searching culminating in that same
despair, a dream with a beginning and no end.
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