Photo/Poetry: Dazafu, Nihon

Loneliness isn’t temporal
Lonelihood isn’t personal
Neither these are spatial

Though they slow the minute hand

They accelerate the hour

When many be around me

And the second hand ticks loudly

“CHEUT!”…

“CHEUT!”…

“CHEUT!”…

Lonely’s mother’s a neighborhood, that’s ugly, unmoving, rowdy…

For when one moves my spirit, I talk to those around me

And Lonely’s but a phantom
And numbers a decoration

And ugliness is homeless
And another uncultured dream

Carl Atteniese

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