Loner

I'm lonely, but so are you

You can call it solidarity,

sympathetic empathetic decency

Be decent and cover up

put your clothes back on and 

hug your truth to your chest

shove your wallet back in 

and get the hell out. 

To call it solidarity 

is an insult they keep using

I'm mocking it when I agree

Knowing the words 'til it's a part of me

Shouting I'm in control 

While wheels slip from slack hands

And I understand the last stand 

Will be made by us on our knees.

You are so, lonely, but I'm 

calling it solidarity too 

Taking life as a line at a time 

A script I'm not following 

Asks me to read but I'm blind 

This is a world with no braille, 

You can't feel your way through

Stars

I connect the dots and find constellations
removed from skies
And I want to claim this prize
So far from where it should be
originated
Close now to here, caged and abated
Sheltered, healed and closed,
fraught with foolery and foolishness
Edging to the door with eyes open wide
Dying already and assuming it's died
Anything to speed the life
Of one so young

Catch

And so we grope

Wanting more and asking

For none

Blind eyes are turned to 

needing more from you

And so we cope

And desire, and cry

and perspire

Reaching, grasping

scratching your back and catching at 

straws

Scars

are all we end up with.