When A Stranger Talks

It's cold; unbearable, deserted.
No thought conquers this feeling.
Hate shatters any happy motion.
When A Stranger Talks;
but their familiar and yet,
you've seen them before.
Everyday in fact.
Their presence guilt's you, tricks you, demeans you.
When another stranger talks,
the laughter feels the air,
but silence over throws once the stranger is gone.
& When the stranger talks.
It's cold; unbearable, deserted.