the voices suddenly become my friend,
the voices in my head
and through my earbuds
where no one else could’ve.

i’m suddenly familiar with them
i know them
inside and out
way more than i even know
my own face.

and i might be alone
but with them
i’m never lonely.

no one might talk to me
but i’m listening to them.

they’re like a drug, maybe,
my little bliss.
these voices
whom i’ve never conversed with really,
but
i don’t need to.