Lonely Freedom by Jasen Sousa

Lonely Freedom

I walk to the local store,

swing in and out of a sea of people.

Neon lights Photoshop paint me.

The pizzeria oven open, not done yet,

and the sinking of skateboard wheels

in and out of the sidewalk cracks.

Even inside a city I have lived all my life,

everyone is a stranger

because my friends are hidden

somewhere behind dark windows

going to sleep with their shadows, secrets,

and I the free man

am lonelier than ever.

First Published

in

Somewhere Lost

Copyright © 2011 by Jasen Sousa

Copyright © All Rights Reserved by J-Rock Publishing

Library of Congress

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ISBN  978-0-9714926-7-7