notion 126.

i’m a single lonely dot
on an insignificant map
that no one ever dares explore.
so what?
so what?
i’m as important as an ant
or my aunt
that just grows
old
and prays, waiting to die,
but i don’t
want to live a lie.
i could travel forever,
but would i ever
find
another family or
friends
will change
the world for better
or for worse
as a million
dots
reacting and interacting
like stars forming
constellations.

08.15.2005.