I do not want a home that's mine
I do not want a room of my own
I just want to move in and move out
a visitor
a stranger
without any worries about the unclean bed
or the dirty verandah
where I can leave the clogged drain
and the cobweb beside the window
without worrying about
the piled up conversations that had touched the ceiling
I need a place
like this soul in my body
alien and strange
the one that never wants to belong!
