The Low Hum

Here I am alone in this empty room

No sign of living here

I hear the muffled conversation of the neighbors through the wall

A strand of lights hangs on the window

But I can’t help myself, I’m in love with this isolation

The city shimmers, our life the low hum

And all that glitters may be gold

In the sidewalks

In the sky light

In the spaces,

When it starts

Breathe it in and slowly the low hum

The low hum

Like a tourist in some strange hotel,

No time for worrying, my little safety cell I 'm within.

Here I am alone in this empty room

No sign of living here

I’ll be making conversation in the spaces through the wall

A strand of lights hangs on the window

But I can’t help myself, I’m in love with this isolation.