The wind only blows when the covers are farthest from reach
When elongated limbs vainly and feverously grip impolite air
When the feeling of loneliness is at its highest peak,... yet still manages to rise
It is then,
that blood quivers and the hair follicles surrender into rigor mortis
It is only then,
that the insomnia and the memories once thought to be tightly packed away
Bombard the conscious and forcibly give way, to... unwarranted tears
