Lora Colon

(26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Loneliness

I can't get away from the loneliness,
It hangs over me like a cloud,
It follows me like a stray, hungry dog,
It waits for me in the crowd.

It used to pant and claw at my door,
I resisted, but I knew it would win,
It found the key hidden under the mat
And now it just lets itself in.

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