Loneliness

I am looking at you
You are looking at me
But we don’t see each other

You are a moving target
And I am not sure
If I am aiming in your direction

I hold your hand
You rest your head on my shoulder
And I can’t feel your touch

You open your mouth
I nod and smile
But I can no more hear you
Than you can feel my heartbeat

The music playing in the background
Has drifted to the foreground
And flooded the crevices
Of my forlorn soul

To remind me once more
That all I really want
Is to know someone
And to be known in return

But you are reading me
Like a newspaper article
About the price of tomatoes

Tomorrow the stars
Will be aligned differently
And you will not remember
How to spell my name

And I will continue to cry out
Without uttering a sound

©2008 Dosia McKay