this is wonderland

wednesday nights find us snuggling on our beat-up purple couch ignoring phone calls watching our show. a show about misfit lawyers and rejected criminals everyone craving touch, understanding, acceptance. last wednesday we met a skinny old man who took off his clothes in front of someone hoping they too would strip and they could stand there naked, somehow connecting. when asked why he did that, he turned tearful eyes to the judge and croaked, "because i'm so desperately lonely, and i was trying to feel noticed, connected, just for a moment. everyone just walks past everyone else every day like empty shells." deemed criminally insane, he left the audience in silent ruins, realizing their own hollow insides.