AROMA OF SOLITUDE

I first perceive the reserve in their demeanor,

Nervous like a herd of cows upon first approach.

 

Their emotional stance holds me at arm’s length

The alpha male always with savvy checks me.

 

With wary detachment, I am always rejected,

They having smelled the aroma of solitude upon me.

 

Envoi:

Beware of joining herds,

Those who join can only follow.

 

 

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