In Solitary

As dusk envelopes everything,

I look through the glass window in my condo;

I see city lights slowly come to life

As they flicker beneath the starless night sky.

Five minutes passed I come to

The awareness of my own breathing.

Inspire... Expire... Inspire... Expire...

The rhythm goes on and I close my eyes.

Being alone, I reckon

Can be compared to breathing:

Occasionally difficult

But always necessary.

Now as I inhale oxygen,

As I take in life,

I endure the fact that I am in solitary

In this wild, tumultuous of a metropolis.

So I opened my eyes,

Looked through the glass window in my condo;

I still see city lights but now they're completely alive

My breathing continues as I tuck myself good night.