Home Poem by Thomas Case

Home

Rating: 5.0


I've been to
a place where
the hobos have
no soul
where everything's
jaded
tainted,
bought
with the cost
of a dream,
where whores cry
plastic tears,
where fears
rule people,
like Caesar over
Rome; like turf
In the
Astrodome.

Oh someday,
someday baby,

we'll all be
home

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Thomas Case

Thomas Case

Oxnard, California
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