Where is you hat?
Is it laid
At my feet?
Is it left
On the train
Or in a thought?
Perhaps
Where is your hat?
Is it on a peg
stringing
Past to future
knowing from maybe
Truth for now
From the fiction.
Discerning this is the place...
Where is your hat?
That you wear
As disguse
To undermine
Reduce
Hide, the glory of your crown.
Where is your hat?
If your stone
Is rolling
Up hill
all ways
Forwards.
Where is your hat?
When you say
You won't leave?
When you claim
This is your home.
©wrennie
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