Call Of The Wild
11 March, 2006
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)


A room full of recognizable strangers
In a wave of dis-illusion
Listening to abstract conversation
Knowing all that are still strangers

A friendly hello
Splits the face into smiles
Wanting to belong.. but not
Just another casual hello

I want to talk
But there is nothing to say
Afraid to say the wrong things
I just enjoy the small talk

Should be home
Avoiding the call of the wild
Addicted to watching
I should really go home

------- Author's Notes -------

Addictions come in many flavors. I enjoy watching people, all the things they do. I watch without judgement. There is never a dull moment when it is filled with a reality of people.


Comments on this poem/writing:

MC ( -- Saturday, March 11 2006, 02:21 am

So Glad to know that I'm not alone...

Isn't it fun? People are so interesting. And FUNNY! We can start a new thing: People Watchers Anonymous! You can be the Prez, and I'll bring food!
Name:                                           Remember Me

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