I have sensed something,
like tracing a trail of breadcrumbs,
a feeling like something is out of place.
Some had commented in passing,
as if there’s a stain on my face I don’t recognize.
But only recently have I started feel it,
a sense of distancing, a sense of refusal, or a sense of defiance.
What is this? Has this always been here?
It’s a curious phenomenon, one that calls my immediate attention.
7.1.2025
Ralph with Coffee 