I was alone,
At least I was.
But now I have company,
Not that I needed it,
Not that I ever wanted it,
Now that I have it.
When I was alone
I craved the presence of others.
Now I crave solitude
More than friendship.
Much, much more.
I was happy alone,
Alone in my thoughts,
Singular in my desires.
But now I have a friend
I do not want.
A small and clumsy man,
Who treads on my toes,
Who cramps my very being,
Who only wants to do one thing.
His name? Dan Sing.
©Joseph R. Mason 2020
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