alone can be 

an empty lead bottom glass 

on cold marble countertop 

chandelier darkened in shine 

and warmth further than arms reach 

a vast valley of icy dew drops 

on a cactus once set in hot sand 

shocked into frozen hibernation 




you begin to see 

threads around your feet 

first one 

then a few more 

until a thick quilt 

becomes the ground you walk 

stitched in fabric of connectedness 

we all share 

let this be your safety net 

to hold you in times 

when it feels 

no one else will


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