Current Affairs
Standing outside my life
Waiting for some emotional express
to run me
down, or pick me up
or pass me by.
Scanning the empty crowd,
Looking for an unfamiliar face,
A voice I
don't recognize or
a smell that doesn't spark a memory.
My jam packed, way too busy,
Can't find a moment to spare life
Seems to
roll on without my knowledge
or consent.
I am surrounded by ghost people
pulling on me like so many
Transparent
Lilliputians.
I'm not alone.
But I am so lonely.