A slouched man sits defeated
at a table all alone
his back weighted with pounds
of closeted skeletons.
A woman walks across the scene
no looks are given
no one knows her name
she knows not where she goes.
A child plays and laughs
with shining eyes
and questions aplenty
to be brushed off again.
All that I have been and seen,
another is as I.
HG – 1995-2000
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