I WALK ALONE

I'm a proud member of the complex loners disassociation with the peers that we share no common ground.
Our interest's nearest intersection is 1200 miles down
And the crossroad only entails the amount of years that both exists in the physicality of things
But has no correlation with the mind's distinctive dysfunction of the opposing mind processes
So as I stand here in the midst of two extremes
Going from one end of the spectrum to the next
I transfer my thought to a notepad controlled by keys
And as I unlock these thoughts to make them visible to your mind's comprehension...
I still remain the loner that laughs at the comedic and the situational irony of your existence
And I bask in my epiphany