a writer i love
said no man can be in exile
as long as he remembers that
the world is one big city
and while this is true
all the world is ready and waiting
for me to darken its hall ways
and dirty its towels
and sleep on its floor

a man can still be in exile.

internal exile
is when you are forced to relocate
within a contained area

external exile
is when you are forced into
an entirely new place
away from where you once existed

neither is relevant however
if all the world is one big city

and the diaspora of our time
is all within
heavy hearts
and tired minds
exile on main street
lost in your own self loathing
imperialism as advertisement
conquering the corners of your mind
leaving you no quiet place

exile is a personal choice now

and maybe, just maybe
its what we all need