It's not about the reaching out
the clasping of hands
not about who
or why you
want to connect

It is
I believe
In the air
that we breathe
the same air
everywhere

I'm no different
just me
quietly
sitting
in the great city

I need not
your pity
I need
interaction

I'm not a fraction
though am in the margin

feel free to barge in
engage me in
conversation.

No beggar am I,
but
I try to get by

perhsps only Icarus
could fly
even falsehoods are good
If you happen to believe.

If achievement is the
mark of your talent
then stop and say hi

thirty pieces of silver and
why?

I ask for no favour
no trade to be had here.

are you bored though?
did you want to go
it alone?

I'm always at home wherever home it might be

pick up and call me?

I could set free the thought
let it fly
it could be Daedalus
that crashed from the sky.

It's all Greek
next week
It'll be old
news.