The World Of Eli Poem by RIC BASTASA

i am in a world
where i am the only one
walking

no one speaks to me
and i have seen
no one

no shadow, no hint that
somewhere over there there must be another creature

a butterfly
or a little bird

or perhaps a fish
or a pebble

or perhaps a sprouting bean
it gets lonely

when one speaks only to himself
because the rest have taken the stances

of being gone into nowhere
without a location

i am in this world
too big for me
soundless, empty,

i am in the world of
Eli.