A flicker

by Chanlee | April 24, 2018
Poetry Contest 2018

A hometown is as untouchable

As a poet searching for a muse

You may look deep, high, low

But even so

You will never quite see how

It ticks, chimes, goes

As sturdy and fleeting as a clock

You can no sooner nail down time

Than a smile or laugh

They are ungraspable

Though solid and named

A place only you can distinguish

A place called home

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