Dark Poetry #5 |
Alien on a Bus |
fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
You smile at the guy at the end of the bus because you know what you share because he, like you, is human and lives with the world and with yourself. Fog descends slowly, a numbness takes hold down flights of steps into your soul deep in your core when you know you're alone apathetic with respect to self. I love the alien and he doesn't care hold him in my sight in me-tinted eyes send him on his way to take unknown routes to be himself and |
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