stranger to this city

Posted on | July 2, 2007 | Comments Off

all this is new,
and yet,why do i feel,
that i have written these lines before,
been to this place,
haunted the same areas,
and relaxed with the same trees..
when i am stranger to this town.

why does this feeling pervade me,
a new oldness…
or is it an old newness?
whats the difference between the two?

perhaps its my aloneness,
a crazy claustrophobically crowded loneliness,
where i am pushed upon from all sides,
till i start to gasp for breath,
asking for nirvana,
sending petetions to a mirthless god,
with a twisted sense of justice,
who lets me wallow..
until i scream out loud..

and the crowd will split,
leaving me really really alone,
lonely,
surrounded by thoughts..
i yet again have the same feeling..

why do i,a stranger,
have a crowd around me?

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