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humanity
October 2009 
Solitude
Kathryn
Solitude
Solitude stands among a mass of humanity.
Invisible walls erected by her choice,
And eardrums pierced deaf by her hands.
She sees bodies not people, simple bodies.
People matter little and misery much.
Solitude claims no desires, no necessities,
But she is passionate-fire encased in ice.
Masochism and side-effect sadism;
Oh, what pleasure they bring to her.
She stands naked in a network of scars
And watches the parade of flesh pass her by.
Solitude wants nothing of their festivities.
She'll expend her passions in their after-party pain.
Wallflowers and prom queens, jesters and geeks,
All have tears beauteous tears for her to drink.
Solitude stands and Solitude savors,
Solitude watches and Solitude waits
For you, for me, to feed her unquenchable thirst.
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