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A Deep & Dark December

Posted by Jim Botticelli  December 13, 2013 02:20 PM

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Photograph by Michael Rizza, 1978

I am alone,
Gazing 'cross the Back Bay to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Prescription Drugs
And the Internet both protect me
I am shielded by my Keyboard
Hide behind my screen
So out there yet unseen
I touch the keys and only they touch me
I am a rock
I am an island

Most of the lyrics by Paul Simon. A few were adapted to suit the moment. For Michael.

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Jim Botticelli, a 1976 Northeastern University graduate, is a retired Boston Public Schools teacher. In college, he drove a cab and learned the city's cow paths. An avid collector of More »

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