Home, in the world

I go one of two the worst way

To get to the first way home.

And there, home but not home, only that here

It is sometimes not there

And one to one to get, there are two and three as well.

 

It is home and home and always

But here and here and there

Where I might go, it might go again

And then I am not home

And it is not home.

 

Between one and two, at least a third is with me

And first of the worst two

Therefore always coming back to the same way

It takes me back

Where and when of always only one to have been left.

 

The worst always gets better and worse

But home over there never much further

With the one third way out of the unfollowed

One and two become shorter

And four a way home it at least gives me an answer.

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