dream conversations end

he woke up alone

only himself to talk to

he does so out loud

asking why is he living alone

no point in shaving or dressing

nobody will see him today

the TV talks at him but not to him

groans from the near empty fridge

nobody cares what he eats

pop tarts go in the toaster again

he looks out the window

no people around

birds gather in groups on the lawn

social interaction has escaped him

his phone only rings for sales calls

the mail is all junk and bills

most friends have died off

the rest moved away or moved on

his ex wife left him many years ago

she never speaks to him now

except in his memories

he tries to block them out

emptiness feels better than pain

suddenly the phone rings

an old friend is in town

wants to meet him for dinner

he sings loud in the shower

he dances to music while dressing

no pop tarts on the menu tonight

the loneliness dragon has been slain