you don't like
crowds.
never have. never liked
being in mix
of jostling strangers.
concerts, political
rallies, beaches on
the fourth of july.
you prefer
a limited number of people
in your presence.
the airport at
Christmas is crushing.
black Friday.
you don't understand
the madness
of the mob.
the yelling and screaming,
the whistling
and lighting of
matches for an encore,
one more song.
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