I'm not home I'm a homeowner
nobody noticed the two of us
who loved thy american tree.
Don't kill me like modern borneo.
That beautiful language is worn
that beautiful language is.
I'm glad I'm talking in
in borneo I'm home
"talking in borneo in my room"
I don't understand my home sometimes
when you enter the room
I don't understand in borneo anything
my home is in thy american tree
(language realism poesie)