The Son of Man has no place to lay his head

cropped-ireland739
Galway (Ireland)

as after a big exhaustion
a big thoughtless emptiness
spreads in your body
which you neither can’t grasp
with notion and emotion
neither with thoughts
I am sitting shtum
between not unpacked boxes
as if I guessed
that here is no reason to stay
I sally forth tired
in the next city
for bread water meaning