Hermit

[The Madcap]

My little room
Isolated, windows darkened
With black paper
From the eyes of passers-by
A single lamp in the night
No one can see
No one lives here
But me

I am alone
Here in my cell
No contact with others
No conversation
No voices
But the one in my head
That keeps me from harm
In full protection

I have not spoken to anyone
In years, maybe decades
I cannot remember
The touch of another
The smell of sweet perfume
Eyes staring deep
Into the recesses of my soul
Memories lost

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In the city, the people swarm
Outside, but I ignore
In my little room
I am guarded
From becoming a victim
Because I sit inside
A casualty of life
In my prison.

Locked away without a key…

[LoisB]

1. A sad life? This would be heaven for me. Peaceful solitude.