Feeling Good Alone

I walk the streets

like a hand

caressing curves

and marvel at the

edges of architectural 

beauty surrounding me...

see me?

your energy knocks

my footing off and 

I teeter...

you probably thought

I was drunk or weak

as I stumbled past you

you'd be right in both cases...

you're beautiful too...

so f*****g beautiful...

but i'd be lying if

i didn't say i felt relief

and calm when i was 

once again alone

with the dead static aesthetic 

of streets and buildings

that hold no judgement.

Reviews

[wordman]

feeling good,alone admiring the beauty of the structures that don`t judge me,a brief meeting makes me stumble ..

[JC]

thanks for reading brother, I really appreciate it.

[JayceeC]

I like the quick change of pacing of this that makes the meeting almost like a stumble. The air of just taking in the sights until you stumble over someone that jolts you. Like the honesty in the OMG did i just do that feel you've given with your revelation in the last part. Enjoyed all of this and don"t think I'd change any of it.

[JC]

you're way too nice to me, miss reading your work, I will get to it tonight, been so busy so long...hope all is good with you.

[Enigma Monster]

Great poem. Once in a while you stumble across amazing people, who, if you allow them to, will pollute your life with rampant feelings, the last of which is usually pain. Alone with buildings (and trees, I like trees myself), is best. But hard.