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To do this I must be alone
Loneliness is a place without company
It’s a place I want to be
Need to be and have to be
Trying to be, hoping to be solitarily confined
In peace to Piece together my own brokenness
Tying off and shooting up not to miss
The gala where my spirit takes
The hand of my soul and dance
Along the walls of my stitched up heart
The pain of the missing glass in the window
The wanting piece to the puzzle
I close my eyes in the face of
Complicated situations and things
That I find hard to cope with
I see Red blue jays and blue cardinals
As time moves the hand on
Biological clocks ticking
To the sound of breeze blowing
Through dusty vents spreading
Golden molecule and particles
Syphoning the universe
Through smudged monocles and hazy
Kaleidoscopes
Multi colored galactic swirls
Don’t bother me while
I’m trying to get a fix
In this broken world
