Moving House


If my house were moving I’d run outside for safety.

But what if outside were moving, too ?

What if nothing is not moving, but all

and everywhere, all the time,

is being replaced by something radically new

at a speed forever accelerating, already break-neck ?

There’s no house left, no world – only removals.

And my country, once the house

that mattered most, is moving at high speed

away from me.

Rogan Wolf, February 2018

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