my roommates are up late playing cards
it feels like a school night

my eyes are tired
my hair is still wet from the shower before work
and the kids keep laughing in the living room
about things only they find funny

although this time of night everything gets funny
or tragic

my friend is paddling his boat down a river
to the ocean
to adventure

on the phone he tells me about seeing the constellations he loves
and how he feels like he has no home

all i want is a home
and to wander
that is my delicious limbo