part of me
wants nothing more
than to get lost
in the jungles
of tasmania

i struggle
as the kids
become adults
with finding
anything to
tether me here

yet i have
never been camping
so this newest
infatuation is
just an ideation
in circular terms

when i say that
i don’t feel as if
i belong here
i mean on earth

rather floating
in a capsule
somewhere deep
in outer space
causing stars
to twinkle in
a couple hundred
years on earth

i wasn’t meant
to have any meaning
in this lifetime
they have yet to
diagnose exactly
what it is i am
supposed to be
so it only stands
to reason these
inane dribblings
make absolutely no sense

just the same
murmuring in the void
as to a tasmanian tiger
long thought extinct