that time when you
can't go home,
because home is not your home;
It is a house,
it is a room,
it belongs
to someone else.
Owned by another,
in the space they call home,
where your welcome
overstays the tension.
Your room is rent,
not a haven.
Your room is rent
judging your presence,
waiting for leverage
to kick you out.
- 16/02/2018, Motueka/Ngatimoti
