A room
A crowd
A silence
Possesses me
Alone I sit
But surrounded
Encased in humanity
And I am afraid
Of what?
© 2018, Adrian North. All rights reserved.
The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
A room
A crowd
A silence
Possesses me
Alone I sit
But surrounded
Encased in humanity
And I am afraid
Of what?
© 2018, Adrian North. All rights reserved.
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