STRANGERS
We are all strangers here
Streetlights glow
Against a canvas of night
Solitude in a crowded frame
The underlying current of shame
Silent whispers across the counter
Unheard tales of the city's hum
Coffee cups, half-empty promises
Half-full hypocrisies
The long shadow of the unseen.
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2024
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