Scandalously, I wallow in a self-induced epiphany of alienation from caring.
I am desensitized from inundation of rock and roll music,
As it rocks and rolls in the city.
I had thought myself alone.
Snarling to myself when woman goes by doorway,
She maybe just saw me. I freeze, sitting still.
I stopped moving my head.
Being mistaken reigns like a mantra.
SCA 1997