Loneliness-by Angelina Stanton

Loneliness –

A sea of people /
pass me – drowning in concrete/
Home time rush, the evening/
meets us – Yet we make effort/
not to greet one another/
not to be anchored in the owner’s/
sorrow – The night will follow/
And I’ll wonder/
ia quiet moment, at the crowded/
loneliness – Do you/
wonder at this too?

Written by Angelina Stanton
Melbourne
03.05.2018

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