I would love to be alone,
would love to be alone
in the library
and not lost in the library,
alone in the library
with Foucault
and Croissant
and Breakfast tea
and Night
in the library alone willing myself
to read more and think less
of my romantic aloneness
And I would be alone,
loving being alone,
and not lonely,
and not lost but alone
not staring into the eyelids
of the friends I haven't made
as they walk the other way,
not lost in the library,
but alone when I could be anything else
and not lonely for lack of options
and not lost for lack of knowledge
of a space and a community
that have no need for me
and I could concentrate on the book
I was reading
if I could find my place
or the place where I was sitting
