so restless,
looking for someplace that is home for real,
not so temporary
and a bigger, brighter place,
where all of our bookshelves fit,
and where we have a good place to store christmas decorations,
and maybe a kitchen with more countertops
upon which to cool cookies
i sit on the couch but feel as if i'm not really sitting,
as if at any moment i should need to leap up
because this isn't permanent anyway
waiting until june to find that new place
(hopefully it will be home for real, and not someplace
where i have to pack up all the dishes one year later)
seems unbearable
it's only january
but i want to know where i'm going to be
and get used to the city that will be home
and get used to the idea of staying put
(but i might cry if it's philadelphia)
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