Lack Of A Center
The Gypsy is at home
everywhere
heart aches
crying a sad song
of homelessness and loss
cursed by the internal
eternal
lack of a center
classless vagabond needs no permission
living on the road without a care
but still caring
deeply and passionately
about the myths and superstitions
of the past
stories and inventions of bygone eras
held over
in a rolling caravan show
delivering low cost entertainment
to judgmental, bleary eyed townsfolk
before moving on to the next village
where the whole process begins again
