Filling Space

FILLING SPACE (CROWDED CAFETERIA)

I fade into the background,
become the walls around me
they surround me,
I feel you see right through me
an apparition watching
from the corner of the room,
I listen to the din of voices
many conversations blend,
a static hum of white noise
hollow words fill empty space
as in this room do vacant faces
laughable, your phony gestures affably, you wander forcing
fabricated smiles, a jester
cracking open cans of laughter,
I wonder are you in this place
or are you merely filling space
I ponder could I just be dead,
all this, entropy in my head?
are you real or do you occupy
a lonely corner of the mind
of this apparition filling space
in a make-believe world?

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