Level of lonely
No cause
For alarm
I’ve been long a familiar
Of **** myself
Harm
By exhaustion
Most often
Eventually sleep
Buries it in a dream
To remain in safe keep
Of what difference
Do subconscious
Conjurings make
To these mental health
Human conditions
We fake

Not getting younger
Just aging
Engaging
Increasingly less
With a rapidly changing
World climate
This virus
Has taken its toll
I can see the night sky
Through the atmosphere hole

Dreadfully sorry
You must be mistaken
I wanted no part
In these games you partake in
But still play along
And assume any role
With a character flaw
Even critics extol
To behold a performance
Befitting of class
Acting fake
Then you make it
Identity’s mask
But my eyes independently
Scan and discern
And my tongue lashes out
When I hunger to learn
Why the rest
Of the pesky insects
Drone away
Just to miss my shade change
All too late
And fall prey

Where to turn
Now
For the piece missing placed
Office spaces
Remotely
Mismanage my case
Could provide sanctuary
Community
Interface
But she’s a coworker still
Nothing more
So I sit at my desk,
Over documents pour
Can’t get closer
Attached
Like a sticky note
Wrote
As a final reminder
To end at the rope

Ahead of myself
Guess she gets
What I’m thinking
Can’t stare at her too long
Without even blinking
Not veering
Nor shying away
From her gaze
Wondering
If she sees me
In all the same ways
But it could be
She happened to speak to me
Kindly
That makes me so hopeless
Romantically
Blinded

Finally laying to rest
For the evening
Another long day
Couldn’t find
Any meaning
To life
Just epiphanies
Not so bright light
Revelations
Absurdity ascertained
Death and taxations

Declines in additional
Income
A ******
But calling this work
Is like he’s in the summer
Just feels like reflections
Of compromised quality
Quantity mirrors
To me
The frivolity
Of expectations,
Complaints,
And constraints
On the time it takes
Me
To fill in
All the blanks