Except Me Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Except Me



This
home
I call
my habitat
my space coronation
ambient flow of dreams
that gather filtered thoughts
streaming with unfettered joy
and rivulets of hope.

Sometimes
I gather wishes
and pan-handle parcels of ideas
and watch them fall
over the balcony
swiftly taking recluse
with wind winding wayward
without worry...
except me.

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