my heart
musings and confusings
Monday, January 23, 2017
the world outside, below
from his chair he sees
the world
alive, below
the many places
where he used to
go.
now he sits as the
lights drive by
the people milling
about their
daily lives.
he thinks about what
he used to do
who he loved
who he knew.
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