L moves back
homesick for my own chair
looking out my window at neighbors
who come to check if my blinds
are not open by nine in the morning
homesick for my own cooking
though the crabcakes here are delicious
homesick for coffee in my own mug
as I read my Arizona newspaper
homesick for the warmth that keeps me
from shivering day and night though
my room here is warm
it is fine here
but I am ninety
I want to die at home