homesick

travels

miles in a lifetime

upon miles in a day or week or dream

finding lost bits of memory 

sandwiched between 

this face, that body, a smell

making for a broken thread 

was there clarity

in that picture

    where to go

    who had the key

    how to make it work 

 better

or nostalgia in the smallest 

action

    fingers swiftly weaving 

    sounds of crashing, clanging 

    pot holes dug

 curiosity

constantly homesick for a feeling

unattached

bobble heads 

unhinged

inside that image