Journalling #1

Who's the Scribe
Of this Day?
The chronicler
Of this Moment
Here in the quad?
Overshadowed sun...
Underdeveloped thought,
And who are
All these passersby?
What are their stories
Their eyes only hint?

How much noteriety
Can be gained IRL
When your life is online?
Removed, disparate, and forced away?
Coffee and muffin in the morn
In this 'art quad'
Watching life flood.
Writing bad lines
As a thought to touch on
Tonight, in my one novelty
Of existance.