suddenly
everybody leaves
and what has been hustling and bustling
is now sweeter solitude
your mind can drift and wander
thinking thoughts you would not have wanted
read on your face, attending to personal
hygiene chores that you don’t know why
but you would rather not have witnessed
you can read silly stories
sing sillier songs
make up yet sillier notions that belong
to you alone
and it is welcome
for its novelty
and its peace
at some point
a longing forms to share
this magical being by yourself
but then it would be gone
—2p