Ink

Suddenly I'm in a room I can feel them around me Laughing Talking Living I look up from my journal I'm not like them I am merely existing A unique combination of atoms inside an invisible being In that moment I am entirely alone With only the words on the page in front of me Thoughts suspended in my head This era is made for the like mind Decades of my nonexistent is where I should be existing Not here Not now I pick up the pen And write this poem