Read this in the voice of a coward. Over-
whelmed and unfulfilled all at once. Sometimes
appearing equally matched, but not quite. With no
one to visit the following day. Curtain
permanently shut. A request delayed.
Fearful and dormant. This poem now the bur-
den. And so, the disconnect begins. May cause
internal bleeding and a distance between
those uninvolved. Uneasy smile and quiet
demeanor. In search of trouble. Just like
any good empath. I do not recommend it.