No Privacy

Unrhymed mostly

Crammed in a room full of noise

The numberless people fill places

My mind is unable to fashion

a thought in this struggle for space 

I cannot flee being stupid and numb

Next, a crowd of seething humanity

moving, always moving everywhere and nowhere,

Yet all by myself, with everyone

Punch me in the face

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

What I think the speaker is saying is that it's possible to be alone in the midst of a crowd. Loneliness is, in the end, a matter of perception

[Victor Gamma]

Thank you so much John for you comments! You are correct, that is a big part of what I am trying to get across with that poem.