An American Sentence

Like a ball bearing in a pinball machine, it went through, and scared me.
Like a ball bearing in a pinball machine, it went through, and scared me.
I believe, Lord –
the distances betray
a hidden agenda,
that I am here –
looking out
of these eyes –
in a bit of a quandary.
Loneliness a curse
bad enough,
yet, my brothers
and my sisters,
many of them,
most in fact,
have it much worse.
Loneliness is a privilege.
Who knew?