Any Time Any Place

I can call it mine
if I lay down my weary head sit at a table or dine

call a friend have a chat
read a message or two
are these words merely cutting through
the edges of writs in haste at that

any time any place I can call it mine
if I lay down my weary head sit at a table or dine

'cos I'm not sure if it makes any difference at all
we build the houses in tower cards in homes with walls
with two many walls

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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