Vagrancy

Sometimes the road
leads through tongue whippings
and you have to be strong
even though you feel
you have been tossed
out of the one place left.

The tongues are incorrect
even though they are hard.
As you flinch down
like a little boy
the door will open again
and someone will tell you
it's still yours.

It never is
not on this hard planet.
Owners are owners,
renters are renters.
Whippings along the road
remind that you are
just a visitor. Home is
just where you have to be
most polite.