Odd standing alone
Before becoming
One of them
Their gathering looks
Warm from the outside
Will I become singed
When leaning into the
Friction they generate
Trying to hide
From each other
Being with them feels
Like I might
Shed some armor
And give up
That loneliness
Of staying outside looking in
Each one is hard to hate
Closeup,
How long must I wait
To be noticed
How shall I
safeguard myself
Without degrading another
Lean in, stay curious
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
Odd standing alone
Before becoming
One of them
Their gathering looks
Warm from the outside
Will I become singed
When leaning into the
Friction they generate
Trying to hide
From each other
Being with them feels
Like I might
Shed some armor
And give up
That loneliness
Of staying outside looking in
Each one is hard to hate
Closeup,
How long must I wait
To be noticed
How shall I
safeguard myself
Without degrading another
Lean in, stay curious
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