home

suffocating after
you have slept a few nights
where the sky is the roof
over your head
watching the stars
before you sleep

no walls
no boundries
bo limit

beautiful little cubicles
one on top of the other
all little homes
with little lights

little hopes
giant hopes
inside little walls

i guess i realize sometimes
how small i really am

when i get sand in my eyes
and dirt in my hair
and i feel the wind
trying to pick me up
from the top of the mountain

i realize how disconnected i am

how disconnected we are!