Am I really alone?

I sit here alone
yet I am not.

The piano
talks to me.

The waitpersons
talk to me.

The supervisors
check to see
if everything is okay.

The words I write
talk to me.

A conversation
with many.

(continues in the book)

© Gary Dodd 2003

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