Distanced.
Sad.
Short bursts.
Too many heartbeats
to a single breath.
He is confused.
Dazed.
Complex.
Too much to understand.
Too much to even try.
He is not small
but he feels like it.
He is not quiet
but he has no one to talk to.
He is cut off.
Isolated.
Cold
like snow.
He is a deserted planet.
Too far away to visit
because it would take a lifetime to get there
and no one has that kind of time.
He is falling
though he knows no boundaries
and gravity is not a threat.
He is falling anyway.
So he is not untouchable.
He is distanced
he is sad
and he is not untouchable.
