Paradox

Before I goI’m longing to return:to silent depth ofwinter. Venturing outI’m planning my retreat, from life’sexhausting whirlpoolof desire. I seek reprisefrom conversation’smegabytes. Before I goI’m waiting for this dayto end: the carthe train those citystreets familiar facesglimpsed & left I’m hauntedby my hermit need for solemnintrospection.