I wander alone
with my humiliation
that's too thorny
with my strangeness
that's too complicated.
I walk alone
on this road
amusing myself
with thoughts of
hidden powers,
lost identities,
fantasies of unending
possibilities.
I stroll alone
on this dusty , ragged path.
Electric post, standing tall
oblivious
to this creature.
Uncaring,
they've seen a lot;
indifferent for they know
I'm not the first one
and certainly not the last.
