by Matthew Sharp

Home is not where the heart is.
Home is a glorified storage box
while your heart is stolen right outside the window.


Author's Note:

Posted on 11/13/2007
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/13/07 at 05:09 AM


Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/13/07 at 05:47 AM

Well, I'm glad to see your heart doesn't live in the storage unit, and maybe the criminal has good intentions. heh.

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/13/07 at 06:25 PM

Wow...what subtle placement of heart... the edge of sweetness... somehow just in the air outside the box. Of course your heart is there,,, where it should be..and I hope (I suspect) she is a worthy and beautiful thief! (giggle)

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