Monday, May 12, 2014

The Lost One

She wanders,
Searching
For a solemn place
For her 
& her beer.

An oasis
Between the people
Rushing by,
Without a glance 
At the sky.

Just walking
Straight,
Without taking in
Their surroundings
Or her.

There she sits alone
With her beer,
Waiting
For nothing,
Just watching.

Trying to understand
The world,
The people.

There she sits alone
With her beer,
Silent
But her thoughts 
Are all so loud.

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