Homeless Poem by Agent Chaos

Homeless



This door is locked,
so move to the next.
So, I move on.

This window is closed,
so climb through the vent.
So, I climb.

This path is lost,
find another way.
So, I explore.

This habit is old,
find another crutch.
So, I trade for another.

This house is broke,
move somewhere else.
But, wait,

Where do I go now?

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