An amourous sensation bygone by neglect
But also it is a pause in the static; a sanction.
It would have never worked, I know this.
But after months of drudgery I wanted something more than brief mourning and quick continuance.
I wanted feeling, emotion, tears, resentment.
Anything.
But all I had left was a drumming in my ears besides my chest
An an absence of something I never really needed in the first place.
