I go to the city
To be alone,
Distraction
Calling me away
From myself
Isolating my
Memory
Burying my
Thoughts
In endless concrete
Passing 1000 people
Never meeting
One
Never meeting
One
Who will tell me
About myself
Never meeting
One
Who will tell me
That Its real
Never meeting
One
Who will ask the question
Why,
In my darkest
Most confused
Moments
I go to the city,
—to be alone

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)