Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely



And all I know
Is this night-black air,
Thick with time and time

Whiffs of a latent changeability-
Defying recollection-
Keep their heralding to their deaf selves.

I dream of other things,
Outlines glowing, webs of strings…

A body.

…To be encased inside a body of my own-
only a moment would suffice-
To be a part,
And then again,
Through newly founded borders,
To permeate the world.


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