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Gnawing Solitude

Loneliness is eating from inside
Even the world around is opaque, airtight, freezedried
Those mouth corners sagging dryly
Desire swallowing lifeforms whole
A look away, a look down, look through
Blank, Absent
Robots with nerve endings,
Puppets under a spell
Drama Queens and Kings.
Ah! Walking among hundreds,
Maybe thousands
Yet no one is here,
Earthquake Isolation has hit again,
Emptiness is reigning
Madness crawling nearer
I crumble like snail shells under your shoe
No roots, no strength, no will

God,
How I wish I was asleep too!

Thierry

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