Selective Solitude

solitude cuts two ways

alone where I live is freedom

alone where I dream is death

solitude comes in multi-colored layers

solitude is the place I dream of my love

the place I can converse with an angel

where we can embrace and dance slowly

we can laugh and cry and scream dreams

life really does not exist beyond solitude

the entire universe is disrupted by cruel interruptions to my solitude with you

everything is exploding slowly

around me as you leave me

in the solitude of my

empty dreams