Watershed

I like to be  a stranger in a public place
Black coffee    
Hidden faces behind laptop screens
It has to be the right sort of place
The sort of place someone like me would go
Someone like me
Mourning the impossibility
Of finding enough time
To be alone
To be with others
To be alone with others
Alone with my thoughts
Without my thoughts
To observe without distraction
Aversion or attraction
Expansion and contraction
Are the only certainties.