Comfort in Skin Yields Dignity in Aloneness

Some days nothing
Can be quiet
Enough, hours can’t
Be too quiet,

There’s been so much
Racket. Some days,
We’re done with it,
The listening,

Even music,
Even pleasant
Conversation—
Enough, humans,

Enough, bodies,
Enough, ideas.
It’s not dislike.
It’s just, enough.