Thursday, March 8, 2012


What is this? An epiphany? A disappointment? A salvation? Or a damnation? To feel alone as ever, standing on the street corner, watching the world go by, wondering how easy it could all end with only one step into the oncoming traffic. This, this is what loneliness does. It has not the dark glamour of the films, nor any of the beauty of the poems. It is a leech, draining you of life, slowly, surely, killing you. It would be easy to end it. It would be too easy to let it win.

The snow falls. My paper flutters. Her eyes say nothing. My heart sinks, breaks, disintegrates. I lose. She loses. We all lose, in this game. Take a breath. Start again. Or walk forward and never play again.

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