Being Blank

I act like I'm okay,

but walked in circles for days.

Pausing here & there,

trying not to dream.

Oh, I am getting good

at being blank--

mindless in the

middle of time.

It was lightly raining

along the rough

pavements of the city.

It's tough to say how

I felt about all the faces.

People on their way to work,

keeping busy with

earthly joys & tasks.

I kept all of that

to myself, until now.