those other moments

feeling quite alone

walk down the street
on a cloudy day
listening to
that old band
it’s not your memory of
being in some smoky bar
it’s theirs
but it hurts anyway
you’ll never be there
again
you’re not allowed to be
alone
again

these days
so many thoughts
crowd your head
jolting your
private moments
like an alarm clock
all wanting attention
right now.