An Endless Search

A long hallway crowded with bodies
plastered to each other,
their faces glare at me,
their backs turn,
putting up barbed wire fences.

What is it like to search for a friend?

An Operation game.
Get too close to the edge of
your space with the tweezers and
the game shudders suddenly,
making you reel back like
a frightened dog,
terrified of reaching out again.

A magnificent, gold picture frame
with intricate flowers and leaves
that glitter with such intensity
that it temporarily blinds you.
The frame encases a vast meadow
with yellow daisies and a blue sky.
So pristine, untouched by greedy hands,
so tranquil.
You wish you were frolicing
in that meadow of flowers.
Without a care in the world,
but you're only on the outside
looking in.

A tenebrous cave.
There's nowhere to run.
Look around.
Nothing. Absolute silence.
Have you died?
Hello? Hello? Hello?
Anyone there? Anyone here?