Loneliness
Loneliness is having to buy
your own calendars and coffee mugs
and talking to a TV talk host
over ice cream and a paper plate.
Loneliness is a heart that roller coasters
through a humdrum day
finding comfort and solace
in the endless umbilical of a twilight road.
Loneliness is an airmail birthday
and a store window Christmas
punctuated by a relentless search
of tabletops and doors.
for the friendly message
that never comes.
Copyright © James Rasmusson | Year Posted 2012
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