The Self Conscious
bitterly cold
anxious
peering into the gloom
staring motionless
I remember imagine
many
thoughts
race through the mind
agitated
intrigued
alienated isolated
nothing becomes known
as
bizarre conversations stun
I become curious
intensely so
then
dismissive
of the oblique way
ahead
then
reluctantly go
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2020
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