Sitting amongst the crowd

eyes in search

lips moving throughout the room

every human interaction is bold,

at least for the moment.

~

When unable to step away from the fear,

how close can we become,

to that which we are in constant run,

the reality of our need,

the showcase of a want we manifest

with every waking observation,

only to become a realization

in the blink of an eye.

~

That’s when all appearance

might rather step away from

just where we are,

yesterday.