STREETS OF SOLITUDE
unsettling
disquieting
prompts
fevered
dreams
close to
dance across
almost nothing
intangible
immaterial
yet
extensive
varied
a sense
of darkness
the
eternal
feel
of the
sporadic
yet
peace of mind
talks
walks
alone
with
my
thoughts
in quietness
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2024
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