occupying the space between raindrops

I see you there tiny house;
Hiding in the back alley,
Back pressed against the warehouse wall clutching all of your meager belongings tightly.
Olly olly oxen free,
But you don’t believe me.
The city seeks you.
How is it that we all must hide our existence?
Roadside bivouac bike packing,
Stealth parked sedan life,
Back alley tiny houses,
And the others,
The year round RVers and campers and boats and temporary structures.
We all share similarities, legalities and minimalism.
We want more with less
But society does not agree with us.
Maybe that is part of the purpose of our journeys


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