Alone with the crowd

why not?

   why aren't you normal?

      why not?

smothered in the

   crowd

      of herded kids

         each with her friends in tow

            giggling

                at me

                   all alone

each has her entourage

   i'm the old maid

      alone with the crowd

why not?

   why aren't you normal?

         why not?

The End

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