Aloof

At the epicenter of this sprawling metropolis.
Walking though the unblinking eye of this composed chaos.
Solitude tightens around my chest.
Isolation cleaves away my bones.

Street-Alone

And I ask how this is even possible,
So small and secluded among the masses.
Drenched in denezines.

But deafening silence is the only reply.

Photograph and Prose copyright Mike Yost 2016

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