The absolute sound
of monogamy is nothing
and it’s piercing
and all encompassing
so blank it’s lack is vivid
and distressing and unnatural
all of your old heartbeats
are just memories
swallowed into a void
of yesterday
an echo sedation
now emptiness is everywhere
the absolute sound
of settling is dying
for the traditional
self denial kind
of love
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 