What is
……home?
for the goblin, perhaps, a cave
moist with cave-slime
deep in the depths of the cave, it glitters
oh, how he treasures his gold
nuzzles and licks it
what else could be home but this,
the nuzzling,
the nuzzling,
the licking
of gold?
......but maybe, one day,
on a hunt for gold,
he gets dreadfully, dreadfully lost….
ends up in your home!
ends up in your refrigerator!
there is nothing gold to lick,
nothing gold to lick!
tears
tears
tears
until…what’s
this? butter?
he is home.
he is home.
