solitude

[merexcursion]

a temporary blindness
an enveloping darkness

is anyone out there?
I reach into the surrounding space
arms
outstretched...feeling
around so I don't run into
anything.
or something (someone!) but
it is inevitable.

what's this...
bookshelf. no good. (not now anyway)
what is this
cold, flat...smooth and level
wall...a turn...
and another
again in the same way
like a jagged circle
must remember which way I came but
I've already forgotten from the start.

there was something once...

farthest back it was in the sun.
then the woods
the trees
the wind
couds, stars
the sound of running water
gazing...

wordless
but not
meaningless

timeless...

Alive