Solitaire - Janis Ian

You play your solitaire in solitary rooms

Time out from Eliot to rest your head

«Did Robert Frost mean suicide?"you ask a friend

And wash your hair before you go to bed

Reading Nietzsche in the dark

Superman without the spark

Lonely heart

You count your friends as many

Though they number two

You throw small parties

Attended by few

And spend the evening

Criticizing all you do

As if your being honest meant your being true

Still it’s better to wound a friend

Someone who’ll understand

Someone who can defend

Lonely man

The window, shut, admits no perfume

Your bed is empty occupied by only you

Who plays his solitaire in solitary rooms

Do you think the poets really wrote for you?

Death cannot enter through the window

And life is left behind

Because there is no time

Lonely mind

Solitaire