I would rather be

where the air is thin

and the invisible wind

bangs the hinges of a rusty door

deep in the mountains

where the crowds don’t go.

How much traffic have we seen

or arguments heard?

We don’t want to see

We don’t want to listen

Reading old thoughts

will suffice

Surrounded by things

nobody else values.

It’s comforting to know

their envious eyes

won’t be watching.

Listening to the right whisper

is the key to meaning

natural sounds will take you there

like the ocean inside of a shell

or the music inside your head

distance from the world makes everything beautiful

a train’s warning

or a society at work

In your far away room

You are not too busy to think

or too busy to care

You are not anonymous


You know You.

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