Y

Sad
and alone
Y huddles
outside
peering through
the window
at the party
the real vowels
are having

It knows
it is not
one of them

It knows
it will never
belong

Tragically
it creeps away
into the night
fading into
the darkness
fully aware
that the consonants
don’t want
it either

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