Home is

I can see the stares

I can hear the sirens

I can smell urine

I can feel the warmth

I can feel the rain

I can see the stray cats

I can see the dumpster is full tonight

I wonder what's for dinner

I can see the withered lettuce

I can smell the molded bread

I see something that may be dead

I can hear the cars honking

I can feel when it's freezing

I can hear the old man wheezing

I can hear the coins in my cup

I can hear the rejection

I can hear my feet hitting the pavement

I can hear the anger

I can see the pity

I can now see my tint