"all men's miseries derive from not being able to sit quietly in a room alone" - Blaise Pascal

Solitude
is an attitude
with no longitude
no latitude
it covers a multitude
of sin
where does it begin?
when will it end?
this spin
into nowhere and then...
once again
back there
where
there is only lonliness
alone-ness
a quiet sadness
a silent madness
in the attitude
of this Solitude
without latitude
without longitude
with no place in time
that does not rhyme
with the multitude
of my own Solitude