Step two

 Mid-day Melancholy          

I am such an only child.
In this moment, I am so alone.
I am in a building full of people.
I am a co-partner in a family of four.
I have 2-7 friends that I refer to as family.
I am in a religious community where 50 people know me or of me
…. But I weep alone.
 
If I robbed a bank …was hurtful
Or acted against who people imagined me to be….
Everyone would editorialize
…But in my sadness …my aloneness
 No one cares…
No children
No husband
No “sista” friends
No longing lovers
No brethren bearing my cross
Yes
 A poor pitiful me moment
 
I’ve always wanted someone to go outside
Of themselves and come into me
…Shake me into an awareness of their caring
…. Touch me/ kiss me from slumber
…Next
 Lifetime