Saturday, April 11, 2009

Notes from a bar where I sat alone drinking a Guinness (not a cut up)

I never liked solitude. The vast space around me filled with atoms.
Unseen, I flung my limbs from my father's arms,
my body stirring enough fury for the beginning of a universe.
Today is different though.
Today, my atoms assembled themselves
in a space where I sat alone watching music.
Alone, for the first time, I felt a peaceful dissolution of atoms into atoms.
This was solitude.

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