He recognizes the absurdity
Of feeling so lonely
In the midst
Of such a crowd,
But that recognition
Gives him no comfort.
The place is teeming
With people,
Yet he is lost
In that crowd
With almost no one
He can call a friend.
What he senses
Is not the proximity
Of those around him,
But their distance.
Even though he can’t avoid
Bumping into them,
They might as well be
A million miles away.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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