Feeling like van Gogh

Under this awning, feeling like van Gogh.
People of the city passing, watch me
with empty eyes, seeing only others.
Beer on the table, a scooter passes.
Noises, unlistened to, become stronger
And everyone seems alone, just like me;
lassoed momentarily by this light.
Under this awning, feeling like van Gogh.

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In London for a conference.