a/lone

A small pot of loneliness nestles in the folds of my heart
Unlidding to release
Soft wafts of bittersweet solitude
To settle upon me like a summer blanket
Sticky spider’s web of just and only me

Sometimes all I want is to snuggle
Deeply into someone
So our pots collide
And some of my loneliness spills out,
Swirling perceptibly into theirs

But then, what
Would be left to feed my soul
Through the longs nights
Of simply cannot sleep?

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