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He Has Lived In Many Houses

 furnished rooms, flats, a hayloft,
a tent, motels, under a table,
under an overturned rowboat, in a villa (briefly) but not,
as yet, a yurt.
In these places he has slept, eaten, put his forehead to the window glass, looking out.
He's in a stilt-house now, the water passing beneath him half the day; the other half it's mud.
The tides do this: they come, they go, while he sleeps, eats, puts his forehead to the window glass.
He's moving soon: his trailer to a trailer park, or to the priory to live among the penitents but in his own cell, with wheels, to take him, when it's time to go, to: boathouse, houseboat with a little motor, putt-putt, to take him across the sea or down the river where at night, anchored by a sandbar at the bend, he will eat, sleep, and press his eyelids to the window of the pilothouse until the anchor-hauling hour when he'll embark again toward his sanctuary, harborage, saltbox, home.

by Thomas Lux
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