Tag Archives: loneliness

Freedom

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Night was falling in the coppice-wood

Each strand of light threadbare and bluish

Thinned out into mystery

The path darkened, populated by shadows

The clock in the church tower struck

The hour of the owls

Something shrieked in the distance

And a human shape approached on a bike

I clutched my umbrella with sweaty palms

My pulse quickened

Fear

Terror

Excitement

A frightening moment all my own

Seductive, scary

A flirt with danger

An out-of-body experience

A de-individuation

Dilating, not shrinking

Expecting to turn into a leaf or a slug to escape it all

Or to simply sit still and dissolve into a breath or a breeze

But then there you were

My phone lighting up with your number

Asking if I was OK

The man on the bike pedaled on

And I was left alone to settle into the peace

And the exhilaration.

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Keyboards

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dear God is so annoyingly old-fashioned

that he’s gone

thousands of years without

an upgrade in design.

we are obsolete.

we continue to be born with hands –

tools for tactile emotion –

even though there is no one to hold,

even though there is no one to touch,

even though everything is nothing

but plastic.

God, can’t I have a built-in keyboard, instead?

please, I’ll be nice…

clutching our laptops we toil

happily away into the dusk

into the dark

into certain death.

 

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