Friday, March 25, 2016

SOMEONE

Someone

I left my small apartment, #101.
I wished to be loved by some
Or especially one.

I traveled across country,
To make others profit
For a small share.

I flew with two hundred
And passed another
Thousand today.

People always talking
And texting. Letting Bosses
Know they are working.
Hoping there would still,
Be work for them.

Returned to my apartment, #101.
Still hoping to be loved by some
Or especially one.



dyoung ‘16