those strangers you meet
you like a foreigner
in conversation
fill in the silence and space
of a silence which comes
even among and above and
from the din of the broadcasts
like the drone of the news of the day
the brashness like the announcing of flights…. space oddity
you hope to escape
am I seen when they talk to me?
those strangers where I am
a stranger
in a strange land
do they see me
when they kiss me,
are they there
they touch but don’t feel
are not there at all
are they as real as these words on a page?
like the storm you cannot see
has cast us away
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