London Poem: Day 262

6 May

Our lives are connected
By necessity, but what
Keeps us locked together
When the need is mine alone?
Little words that have become
Reflexes to unthinking mouths,
Just moving –
I’m afraid of this world, and
The way it wears us down.
How much time is left before we
Become unhooked?
Or, is merely my own imagination
That is making the
Entire matter up?

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