![]() Five Frames About Being AloneA Poem by Leslie Philibert![]() isn`t it great to be alone ?![]() A supermarket carpark; Sunday morning, flat and empty as my breath. A room tiled and bare, a cell cool and angular, all light hushed. A circle of trees stand around me as a victim, head back I shout at the sky. The autobahn near Aschau, lights spot the midnight. The few hidden from my touch. Of course. The last one. Through mist I hear soft voices. My fingernails break on a sill.
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7 Reviews Added on July 3, 2015 Last Updated on July 3, 2015 Author![]() Leslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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