loneliness

absolutely stock

LONELINESS

 

loneliness is a cold vise around my heart

loneliness clutches me with

            the tension of jolting awake just as I’m drifting off

            the inhuman sheeting sweeps of stale recycled air conditioning

            the panic as I watch the daylight seep away

            the emptiness of silence (I desperately want filled)

anything would do -- to turn on

a light might just thaw me out

 

I biked in the cold for two hours today

and I still have not regained

my warmth