It feels awkward walking alone <br />Along this pier tonight <br />Shyly I stare at the screws <br />In the planking <br />Beating a rhythm to my shoes <br />Moving before me a young couple <br />Engrossed in love’s conversation <br />Coming toward me another couple <br />With a dog <br />Everyone’s attached <br />I think ‘where are my screws’ <br />What keeps me here <br />Held in the flash of the City <br />Plankton on a silent sea <br />Before my bow slipping <br />Through the waves unheard <br />But for the helmsman <br />My mind zooms out <br />It’s me alone <br />The boat lists <br />I smile <br />And steer a course…<br /><br />Robert Leary<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-758/
