Monday, October 24, 2011

Poem for Today

In beautiful hotels,
In maddening and difficult cities,
Plump with anger and wealth.

In the pine forests, damp-cool and free,
Under a swirling night,
Of lights and dust and voices,
Far away, but right here around me.

In all this space,
And flow of time,
I walk in a small wire cage.

With nothing to witness me,
Without the joy of someone’s pride,
With no reasons.

This is being without love.

Sept/Oct  2011

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