Late spring weather on an early spring day
Country on the left and rap on the right
Classic rock from somewhere back
Guy in the truck tries not to look like he’s looking at me
Girl in the shades thinks she is invisible
Just because I can’t see your eyes
Light changes
Startled people leave their day dreams and start to drive again
Two mates for life fly over us
Honking their soulful love songs to each other
Stop again
This time to watch the little sparrow chase the blackbird away from her nest
Only a fraction of the bigger birds size she still scares it away
What a mother will do
Go again
Hey buddy, use a blinker next time
Feeling invisible as usual
As cars drift into my pathway
I fade into scenery
Another stop…last one and then I can turn into my neighborhood
Neighborhood…what does that even mean anymore
Just another place to be unnoticed
I don’t know anyone there
I just get my mail, use the pool, and sit on my porch
I spend most of my time inside my unit
Where I am assigned to be for now
What is the point in making roots
No one sees me now
Growing downwards isn’t going to make me easier to see
Here we are
Home at last
In the assigned parking space
Using borrowed keys to enter borrowed spaces
Filled with my belongings
Just things I take along from place to place
None of it matters to anyone but me
Sometimes when you’re invisible it makes thing easier to see
And others times you wish you didn’t have to see how alone you really are
Put the t.v. on for company
Open the door to the porch
The cats rush out to watch the life outside the screens
They barely notice you are home
Except that you opened the door
Later they will cuddle with you and profess their love with rumbling
But for now, you do your thing and they will do theirs
Wait for the phone to ring, it never does
Check email…nothing personal
Think about calling or writing someone, but too lonely to break the loneliness
And so it goes on
Maybe everyone else is feeling just like this ; that would be comforting to know
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