Alone

Alone                     January 23, 2012

Sitting in my room,

Alone,

Listening to quiet music,

Alone,

In a space partitioned by dark, white walls,

Giving me this hollow feeling that I am 100%

Alone.

I am in my room, all

Alone,

Having just shown the black kitty the door.

Now, not a single breathing creature other than moi -

Oh, I forgot, the bed bugs.

I have not a thought in this world

Other than the desire to no longer be

Alone.

It is really dimly-lit in here.

Suddenly, I hear voices.

Maybe it's because the tape in my head is echoing

Because I'm all

Alone.

Then, the voices become repetitious.

They begin to speak their own language.

They're probably taking advantage of me because I am all

Alone.

Suhddinlee, a metamorfisis okkurs.

A moemint ov mintil clairitee vaahnishsis.

A nuwe dickshunaree spreengs forth n thee aehr.

I haahv prahblims beeng cohairinnt.

I screem, beecahz lif haas stahpt aahz I no it

4 migh brane, buht naut migh hahrt.

Thiss iz wut haahpinz whin u r

Ulown,

Juhst a maahn aahnd his thahts.