Lonesome Fool

Other than himself…
who else does he have?

The lonesome fool’s laughter is heard.

In his solitary state-
that man is an island.

The lonesome fool cries no longer.

Both hands empty;
and his heart as well.

The lonesome fool’s quiet as ever.

Longing for warmth-
from either love or comfort.

The lonesome fool’s sanity’s shaken.

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