Prepping for peopling tonight…

Dread rises in my belly

Like so many cactus needles

Prickling me from the inside.

Take a deep breath, or try to…

Disappear for a fraction of time

In a world of familiarity…

No need for faces there.

No chit chat to summon up.

No blur of confusion

Or crowds to clot the senses…

Just smiles sprinkling my way

And understanding to flicker on the maddening gloom.

And my heart relaxes for a beat.

But, only a beat before I must tunnel through…

But, at least, there is that brief little beat to hold onto…

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