Alone. A poem.

I am
always
Alone

Midnight wash me clean
For all my sins atone

I will
always be
Alone

Daylight, I’m a vacancy
Rent is always low

I am
and will
always be
Alone

Moonlight, occasional friend
Pithy remarks, then go

I have
and will
always be
Alone

I rest on laurels of silken sheets
Singularly enthroned

I have
I am
I will always be
Forever
Alone

Another Friday night, finds me alone.

Another lonely Friday night, and I compose another lonely poem. I like the visual, downward spiral.

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