Humans know each other
through tiny fractions of their lives
that happen to intersect,
through tiny bits and pieces
that are known in any way
to anybody else.
A strange justification for
living with friends, for marrying,
for sharing spaces and lives.
Proximity doesn’t make people
truly intimate, but it may reduce
our sensation of solitude.
We are a collection
of inert components,
the same stuff found in a pile of dirt;
inert components somehow
magically infused with life force
and self-awareness.
Energetic beings
invisibly connected
in the unconscious universe.
© 2025 Bruno Talerico
Stafford challenge day 40/365.
Desert Dweller 