MY NEW HOME

For a place filled with

so much love and care

and compassion and warmth

It’s like walking

through a campfire

and standing in the middle

under the wood

placed like a teepee

at what is supposed to be

the hottest point

but there is no fire there.

Cold

with smoke and sparks

rising above

fooling the birds flying overhead

thinking that it’s the warmest

most lovely fire they’ve ever seen

not seeing under the wood

where nothing is below

but soot and ashes

and you watch

the warm flames dance

in a circle

around you