I am full Of emptiness I long for longing Crave contentment The insensate pain Of intangible touch Indecipherable ciphers Choreographed madness Craggy comfort Of blunt condolence The decorum of anarchy Deserted crowds, social solitude Miles given to intercept steps At the dawn of abundance I see only bones of ghosts Whose meager admonishment I forgot to unlearn Unredeemed And unrepentant I am in love With loneliness. 9/20/19