Here and there
when I needed it
I imagined that the family
that marked me an outlier
beneath
ignorant
in drunken stupors
befuddled with schemes to steal from the government
and I didn’t want to belong to it
lonely
very lonely
very unloving of anything but my mind
I realized it was not me
It was them
that helps none
55 years later
I am still the over-informed outlier
sucking the air with ideas
offering too much help
Lonely is better
it ebbs
it’s worth it
no more punishing

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