boom another poem

A marble in a bag

Clumped in with the others

Not one of a kind

Not in body nor mind

Consumed not by location

Nor by people or time

But by self

By feeling

As it can only feel

felling and feeling

Which is better than nothing

As it is better to feel anything than nothing

And it is better to be unnoticed in a crowd to be lonely and alone

Alone in a crowd of people alone with friends

Alone at home

Alone with everyone

And yet still at home

As one is used to the crowds

And a marble is less alone in a bag

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