subtext

i seep through words,
our tremulous conduits,
seeking more than these walls
i whisper against the silence
like darkness lurking always
on the edges of this campfire
i smudge myself through existence
consistent in the way as i move
along prentendig i have a goal
a place to call home, where without
much effort i come to be understood
where i don’t have to explain why
not even to myself