Maureen Brown Poems

I walk in the stillness of the night,
Not a breeze to toss my hair,
No coolness on my shoulders bare.
Just the weight of the heat,
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A solitary woman,
One to be observed,
Most who view her lonely life,
Thinking it absurd.
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Plastic smiles on plastic faces,
The culmination of desperation.
Searching for your plastic person,
Perhaps finding but not wanting, whomever.
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