Lunch time

At a cafe

On Lonsdale–Alone

But only

A little bit lonely.

Mostly glad.


This self


Across the street

A leaf

Being nursed

between friends

This self longs (briefly)

For that companionship

Without the conversation.

To be heard

Without speaking.

To be seen

Without suffering.

To belong

Without submitting.

To see

Without flinching.

Daily prompt: impression