no home

by joel abel - Taurus

no home

when i was a kid
i ran up to the
cyclone fence
and watched
as the repossesion men
hooked up
and broke our little
trailer away
from the front porch
with a thin screech of tearing
aluminium.

and when she left 
it was without a word
about leaving.
a trip to her mothers
that stretched from one day
to two weeks
to the rest of our
lives.

and i watched as the trailer
pulled away
and snapped the 
christmas lights
that hung from the door.

and i wondered,
how i could ever tell
anyone
that my home
was
gone.

Birth sign: Taurus
Date created: 2001-04-16 16:31:53
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:06
Poem ID: 62017

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