The Best Companionship


Solitude bakes an artisan’s edibles,

Knowing his soul’s rumbles.

Hollowing out the brain’s cells sometimes, 

Petting him severely. 

In another world, 

Fancier than reality, 

Seclusion sets up a studio, 

Where none distorts his quietude. 

@Emily Parker 


Posted on

January 9, 2022

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