Silence
I get very lonely.
The silence surrounds me.
My gatekeeper…a huge monster…a jelly-like Michelin Man… huge, heavy…stops me.
“Stay where you are!” he commands. “Be quiet!”
He’s got me trapped.
I get very lonely.
Quiet.
“ You've always tried to run away!” he says
“to a girlfriend, teachers college, a School, a hot air balloon, inside the earth, on a canoe in the middle of nowhere, Europe on a train, Bhutan in a dungeon, somewhere else.”
I always come back to the gatekeeper.
I get very lonely.
It is quiet at the gate.
I wonder what is inside the city
The city that belongs to me, my city.
The gatekeeper always stops me from seeing it.
I get very lonely.
He laughs as I go hunting for something, somewhere else… quietly.
I get very lonely.
Wondering, I look back at the wall with the city behind.
What if there is chaos? A bit like my own life.
I might have no control. A bit like my own life.
I get very lonely.
A jelly of silence.
My own.
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