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Dreams 2022

Hermit
(8/27/2022)


the few people
to whom
I speak
apparently assume
that I exaggerate

they doubt
such extreme
isolation

perhaps
considering
my admissions
a ploy
for sympathy

for pity

but I simply
recount
the reality
of my situation

I avoid
humans
as I would
disease

which
is most certainly
what they
carry

I minimize
contact

keeping
my distance
when contact
is necessary

emails

texts

infrequent
phone calls
since their voices
wear heavily
upon my
nerves
as well

like
yesterday

a day off
of work

I talked
to no one

I left
my apartment
twice

once
to retrieve
the recyclables
container

once
to check
the mail

there was
none

and as I
eased
into bed
with a book
at the end
of the day

I was
quite pleased

quite content
with the result

no loneliness

no regret

to accompany
me

if asked
on the job
what I did
with my weekend
time

I will explain
the same

“come on”

they will
always
protest

“you must
have done
something”