Atmosphere

10.07.11 - I wrote a couplet yesterday posted from my phone - barely had any time to write a good poem but I had to do something. However, going back to it today and editing it.

The feeling of alienation 
when in a room
full of relationships 
whether friend or more
either way
with loving dedication.


Like a train sprinting through
the countryside 
hearing a line of conversation
a lit window in a glance 
we get ideas of lives
that aren't our own 
get that icy feeling 
of being alone.


Highly aware
of the world
and how there 
are more strangers
than friends. 


And we feel
so very
very 
small.