untitled-letter

now that the letter is written
i will have to wait
anticipation makes one fonder
of memories and dystopia
home is when the heart is

now that the letter is written
i still cannot conclude
hope lingers where the heart is
and how can the letter be written
home is where the heart is

learning to fly and other stories
perhaps stories of utopia
perhaps of restlessness and doing nothing
i will have to  wait
sometimes heart is where the home is,