@ 20 one where 2

at eighteen I owned the world
at nineteen I met the world that I owned
at twenty I rejected the ownership
of this celestial body
no libertarian could possibly
lay its hands on,
for it had rejected me

at twenty one, where to?
reconciliation?
peace be with you?
there is no deal negotiator here
there are no possessions to possess

the tidal winds are scented for me
they come from the place I want to be
luckily, that place is here.