Solitude

Author: Hayden Baggett

The motor excites
Tempered thoughts as
Night rolls by under the
Harmony of flashing lights
Through this quiet solidarity
And the pulsating rhythms,
My subconscious violates
Its wavering boundaries
For just one moment,
I believe like that
Author from Illinois believes
My world is insignificant
           or irrelevant.

Conflicted by paraphrased possibilities
And a man on the moon
I drift like an island,
Yet I’m a peninsula
Attached only to the
Symbiotic fulfilment
Michelangelo painted on some roof
Long ago
I tune into the musical stylings
Of late night NPR
So my life can feel like a movie
All rising action, no denouement
                or inspection.


About the Author | Born in 1998. Hayden Baggett always fail to read between the lines.