Alienation.....

i am going to places
looking for something
at night when everything
is cold and silent
in that far place where i
am in
i think somehow that it is
is not a place that i am looking for
it could be someone
to warm my side
i dislike the thought of greed
for i have already some
of them
it dawns upon me
the sad truth that i am looking for
myself
someone that i have not really found
despite the years
because i have been blind
and deaf
and mute

do i know that we are together
in one body and
yet so
strangely
alienated

with what we really want
to have and to even
just touch?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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