Against the Pane

I did believe that I
no longer cared:
Immunity attained,
myself now proof
against the sight
of others drifting
in the rosy joyful clouds,
the bliss of knowing
another,
and being known
accepted
welcomed
touched and moved,
embraced,
enjoyed…

That lessons
learned in pain
were by now set hard
within a heart crazed
by experience,
firmly welded into a whole
by wisdom…

Apparently not.