they spoke
i listened
did not understand
chose to be distant
i spoke
they did not listen
chose to hear
the other voice in the distance
alone with millions
never understood
hungry so many
when there is an abundance of food
on one’s own
as the sun descends
close doors
claim no one understands
what stops me
from knocking on your door
be honest
i would like to get to know you more
make art
go on a mountain retreat
disrupt a life of
wash rinse and repeat
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