Thursday, April 4, 2013

4/30 Centered

No man is an island
Misanthropic
Though he may
Try
Or think it so
Ego, out of control
Such a lonely state
A solitary stance
But even in the
Middle of nowhere
The sun finds you
There
In your reclusiveness
And bears down
Until you start
Talking to yourself
Considering the alternative
And one is surrounded
By the waters of time
A choice or a consequence
Left to sulk or rejoice
No man is an island
But an unfriendly, standoffish
And lonely soul.

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