Attic / Siege

Where / what

is home
in a temporary city
that feels like exile,
half resented, half desired?
It's an attic, a nest
an astronomer's tower.
Where / what
is home
in a temporary city
that feels like
waiting out a siege?
I read it out
amongst
a lineage of guardians
a lineage of ghosts to which I belong
I walk it out
in the starry vaulted archives
of my memory
of cities and dust
amongst the stars.