the land of 99¢
stripped of everything
uprooted
put in a 99¢ vase

missing another world
another language
another beat
another hip that moves
another muddy road

longing for a home
longing for a heart
seeking to unpack
seeking to unfold
a tent

seeking the lost
the unfound
the non-existent
the far away
the invisible

between the vacuum
and nothing
there is nothing
will there ever be something?