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To Be Alone

I go to the city To be alone… Distraction Calling me away From myself Isolating my Memory Burying my Thoughts In endless concrete Passing 1000 people Never meeting One Never meeting One Who will tell me About myself Never meeting One Who will tell me What is real Never meeting One Who will ask the question Why In my darkest Most confused Moments I go to the city —to be alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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