Through the walls
I can hear faint laughter,
as people share their
theories and thoughts
and unique interpretations
of the things they find,
and their strategies
and opinions on
how to find more
Together.
***
Their laughter comes
in waves and roars,
bouncing off and through
the walls of their room,
and landing in my ear
as a muffled awareness
of the presence of others
Nearby.
***
You, and me, and all of us
committed to come here today,
but things arose,
as they sometimes do,
and ultimately,
no-one could make it
Here.
***
So I gather my senses,
focus my insight,
beckon my reasoning,
invite my humor,
and enter the
escape room
Alone.
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