One more night
All alone
Left behind ( with need to find)
My clique, my place, my group.
Conversations I may bring
Change with age
And differentiate
Between the people and places
( Early and late)
I meet.
One more night
Of wasted preparation
Ascetic notions heed my call
I plan, I fail and I move on.
I may rebel against
This solitude ( but not for long)
For I embrace
Always... This loneliness
For one more night.
