Be at Home

White Fence
I would walk on space rings
or jump every train
just to feel you in the other room
then wake, and say my name
I have a beautiful cousin
in Atlanta
who married a gun slinger in the Army
and are we the same as them, or the others?
because when i leave home,
it feels like i'm gone forever
when people talk
i think about the door
and the room i go to
while you wash underwear in the sink
i'd like to think i captured you
but it was you that captured me
captured me
and i know that you'll always be at home