HOME IS WHERE...
- Dark Poets Club
- Oct 21
- 1 min read
By Deirdre Devally
Long, tall Sally
up the alley.
Getting pally.
Happy, Baby?
Till you’re there,
sure – pull my hair,
I don’t care.
She gets paid,
mortgage made.
buses back,
beer and bath;
tender where he
slammed
his wrath
husband, movie, kids,
she’ll smile
home is home
another while.