Loneliness

Loneliness is not a Thies
It never steals outright
It simply hides the silverware
And dims the hallway light.

You reach for what you swore you owned
But grasp a shadow instead
And learn the rooms you thought were yours
Were rented, by the dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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December 9, 2025 at 3:44 AM
Haunting! (I'm sure you meant 'thief', after looking up Theis - a place in Senegal.) And that is exactly what loneliness does, suppressing the beauty in life, and the sense of place, gas-lighting while you are distracted with a aching heart.Well said. :)
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April 10, 2026 at 12:37 PM
Hi Janette, I left the word wounded on the page. “Thies” is not a mistake, it limps there on purpose. Loneliness does not enter through correct doors, it misnames things, shifts a letter, and suddenly the house is no longer yours. So I let the language betray itself a little, to show how easily we are displaced. Warm wishes, Florin
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