This is a strange place in life

After watching an incredibly artistic, interesting, miserable movie; I went to the grocery store, late on a saturday night. It was very dead, in fact everything seemed like a scene out of 28 days later, or I Am Legend where the city is empty. I don’t know why, but I loved those scenes immensely. Last night I walked home at 5:30-6am and it definitely was an experience, why did I enjoy it, or did I enjoy it? I didn’t have joy from it. But back to today, I stood in the street, not listening to music and it just felt very something, or very nothing…

On my road,
– down the center,
– - as I often walk.

‘Tis quite cold,
– but not too cold
– - I have two jackets.

Bags in hand,
- infront of me I view,
- – a dark dim street.

The trees arc,
- faint lights shimmer,
- – calm wind blows.

No cars drive by,
- no passerbys.
- – No sound or motions.

Am I alone
- or perhaps a test?
- – On trial? on stage?

Where is my audience?
- Who do I have?
- – What is this for?

Am I alone?
- Should I be sad?
- – What are my feelings?

‘Tis quite empty
- but not too empty
- – I have Someone

In my bag,
- Down at the bottom,
- – A spiced dairy product

It tastes good,
- it feels good.
- – I enjoy it.

‘Tis quite vacant,
- but not too vacant
- – I have egg nog