And not only have been found in states of euphoria…
But hoping that the absence produced,
Creates a disappearing act!
And the one who sought to leave…
Never comes back!
Whoever coined that phrase,
About the absence of hearts and lonely days!
Never awakened against a slab of ice.
Or kneed in the groin,
By someone who has no depth going on!
And nothing to share…
But a blank thoughtless stare!
Someone like that…
Is often helped to pack!
Especially after many years,
Of being denied human contact!