here, first.
where I am spilling.
where I overcooked.
towards the estuary
shake hands with the ocean.
here, first.
where I found roots.
filling stems and branches.
not displaced.
here, first.
no roads.
reok huts are also rare.
and, enemies come on.
we did not invite.
we did not fight.
we were just displaced.
here, now and later.
we need a valley
sorry friend
we were forced to climb
cross the streets
so that it can reach its destination quickly.
message, 14122015
