More and more I’m finding solace
being alone, less an less drive
to reach out and connect.  I don’t
equate staying home with lack
of popularity, don’t think
people feel sorry for me
because I’m alone.  I’m happy
reading on the porch,
an afternoon swim, Friday night
PBS New Hour.  I hope
no one calls.  Maybe
I’ll become Emily Dickinson
secluded in her bedroom.