because
I have funny stories to tell you about the cats
and
Huevos Rancheros aren't the same without you
and
you should know that I can do lots of things on my own
and
I have cool art friends that talk about their galleries and how it is not just a work, but its setting, that creates an impression
Come home
because
I don't think Gatsby remembers you
and
there's a dog that lives next door now, and we've changed the cushions on the couch
and
I've been having terrible foot pains
and
anyways, you shouldn't be smoking.
Come home
because
your laugh is so authentic, like you've spotted the truth for the first time
and
it sounds like that every time
and
I wonder what books you've been reading
and
have you really been reading enough?
Come home
because
I could tell you were lying about the car and your friend Josh
and
there's something about being alone that loosens your morals
and
here, there's no hill to worry about in the evening
and
Home is whenever I'm with you.
-BHN
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