A GLITCH IN A WORLD OF ERRORSA Poem by luaan anomalybeing alone is not defined by the bodies of people that accommodate the space
surrounding you it is not a feeling of being small oppressed in a convoluted shell of features it is as though a bubble has inflated encircling you the surface impenetrable, so densely present it skitters between reality and illusion a feeling of physical distance from people displaced misplaced even though they may be next to you holding you you daren’t speak the words that reside on the tip of your
tongue for they will echo, linger inside the bubble the vast, desolate space they will not be heard by anyone even if you scream loneliness is not isolation I am not isolated but I am lonely I am of a ghost realm a glitch
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