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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