He crawled inside his own head again
It wasn’t hard for him to do; for years,
he had been practicing
the art of introspection as a means of escape.

Every anxious moment,
every awkward event,
could easily be avoided through thought.
Some far away place where he could not be disturbed.

What was he running from now?
Sitting alone in the room,
with only his daughter upstairs.
Was he trying to escape from himself?

That didn’t make much sense.
He wanted nothing more
than to be around others
at that exact moment.

His fear of reaching out caused him to hide
even further within the comfort of his own mind.
It also added to the frustration he felt;
he would always be alone

     if he withdrew
          every time
               he was about to make
                    a connection.


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