Poet by Do the Math
I’ll always be alone
Even in good company
The best days are a float
Weaving in and out of people traffic
I need dialog and can be open
Yet writing verse is my voice
Somber and reflective at twilight
Quiet and ominous at dusk
Keep the chemicals away from me
I’ve danced and twisted fate
Piecing myself back together again
Going it alone
All I know
Even though this found poem from Do the Math is from years ago, it speaks so strongly to what is happening right now in NYC. A city with millions of people who are now more alone and isolated than ever before. Stay well and stay occupied the best you can!
