I wandered,
in a crowd,
Amid bells of
Christmas cheer,


the hurried glug
of festive beer.

Suburban commuters
hustling home,
minds crammed
with lists and bills,
beggars’ eyes,
homeless spirits,
‘see me’.

A touch,
a bump,
a smile,
a ‘sorry’,
carol singers
deck the halls
with holly.

In this breakneck
of instant message
and ker-ching,
is it really
just the lonely
feel the sting
of isolation
in an orgy of everything?©


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