A laptop crashes
And I am again all alone.
A movie ends,
A book tires,
A conversation ends:
And I am left to fend for the emptiness
That rushes in.
A city sleeps beneath me
Dark, sinewy and beautiful.
A car plows in the distance
Slow, purposeful and alone;
I try to reach beyond the metal
But can’t.
A city sleeps beneath me
And I hover above it
Silent, smoking, conscious and
Alone.
And I am again all alone.
A movie ends,
A book tires,
A conversation ends:
And I am left to fend for the emptiness
That rushes in.
A city sleeps beneath me
Dark, sinewy and beautiful.
A car plows in the distance
Slow, purposeful and alone;
I try to reach beyond the metal
But can’t.
A city sleeps beneath me
And I hover above it
Silent, smoking, conscious and
Alone.
3 comments:
ah,the quiet unrest. i rather like it sometimes.
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