Wednesday, February 13, 2008


I am scared
Of getting lost in the crowd
Recluse to me
Is still an illusion

I take a new bus
Enroute strange places
But still seated around
Are the familiar faces.

One busily drawing
Another busily scribing
And some others
Just musing.

I jump off and run
To an escape
But soon get captured
In their creations.

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