December Ghost

Brave & Reckless

I have been walking

Through this holiday season

As if from the inside

Of an ice tunnel

I see the cheerful lights

I hear the joyous voices

I smell the pine

But everything is muffled, remote

I am experiencing these sensations

As if from a distance

As I walk down Locust Walk

On my way to my

Sterile subterranean office

I know that I will yet again

Spend too many hours today

Trying to wrestle

My focus and attention span

Back onto my work

Deadlines are looming

But my thoughts too easily

Wander away into the ether

The other commuters

Look as though they

Are on another plain

Of existence

Our colors, our vibrancy

Do not match

There is no look of recognition

No acknowledgement

As we pass each other

They are like ghosts

Drifting by on the cobblestones

It occurs to me

That perhaps it is I

Who has become

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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