i am always so alone
in a group of three or more
i am just a standing extra
beside your table for four
and i am stunned silence
middle distance
aloof
adrift
or in the case
we utter contemp
it doesn't matter
you just say it,
my thing
your bond
would it wrong anyway
i speak too quiet
think too slow
can't calculate cue
i'm trailing off
the stick in my skull
i'm statuesque
the stave in my head
i'm standing
stalling
sorry
subsumed
not my own