i have been bruised by the attention

don’t dissuade me to stay and chat

when i know that crowds provide the best curtains

for solitude to be served in a coffee cup 

i am worried that every time

 i have sat and decided to chat

 

time  stood still but breeze decided to run amock

and took away all my plans for being a pensive recluse

i have been bruised by the attention

of many who

wished to swallow my pain

but then every time one allows to be dissolved a bit

burden of memories encumbers one with reciprocities

i am trying to become insoluble

before the acid of your gaze has its way

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