a simple thing like
a porch
can be a sanctuary to me
i can sit on my porch
neighbor's rock and roll thumping through the street
millions of insects quietly humming
the music of the trees
surrounding my porch
although it is fenced in
i do not feel fenced in
the fresh air
breeze
zone out the sounds
until it is just me
absolutely free
in my mind i could be
having tea
under the sea
multiplying by three
as small as a golf tee
drinking diet pepsi
swinging from a tree
in a sanctuary
where am i really?
a porch.
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