Several Invisible Men ...All Alone In A Crowded Room With No Door

Alone I walked the trail amongst the cactus and the scrub
Watching cowboy boot print patterns flow
Along the canyon rim
Down along the creek bed
It was high noon......somewhere High Noon

Alone amongst the window shopping watchers

All arrayed in rows with shiny buttons

Down their front.

Alone I stood to touch the textured ceiling
Stood upon a chair
Just below the fixtures
.....Textured ceilings blocking sun and rain.
.....Temporal

Alone I lie upon the berber carpet
Soft - supple - polyester / Nylon / Cotton??

Alone I lie upon the ground
Moist from melting snow
From canyon walls and high pla(i)n(e)s

Soft and RED
REDDEST EARTH BELOW
Second skin beautiful
Like dust to dust
One more Adam out of Eden complex

Alone I watch the planes in bluest sky
Devoid of Scrapers leaving gaping scars
Alone I watch the eagles and the hawks

Alone I watch the beggars in the park
Alone I horde my shiny silver / gold?
Alone I walk on by on dusty sidewalk
A lone ranger in this land of lonely men
Just one more lonely misanthrope - the shame

Alone I walk the snowy creek talking to myself the birds the stars
Humming out a tune for lonely winds
Alone I walk the ridge line and the scrub and th.......
Alone I walk
Alone I walk
Alone I walk
Alone I walk
Alone I walk


Something so hermitical
Healing Unadulterated True