The Cipher's Song

I'm packing now. I'll be gone pretty soon,
New job, new address. Otherwise, nothing
Will change. I know that. I'll live by myself,
Without friends. I'll be silent when I'm not
At work, and not very vocal when I am there.
Alone in my car, on the street, when I'm
Shopping. The guy with the beer, by himself,
In a bar. I'll persist, but to what end?
I haven't an answer. I'm leaving a place
In which I haven't mattered for somewhere
I'm sure that I won't.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-10-26 at 01:00

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
The last three lines confirmed what my instincts told me in the first three. Nicely done.

tell me how many have experienced this life? are they part of the audience?