The Flavor of Loneliness

The flavor of loneliness

Is a smoky vanilla

Without the sweet,

Without the usual milkiness.

There’s only the insubstantial echoes of sweetness,

Within intangibles so intense, the very self evaporates.

 

The flavor of loneliness

Is an intense bitter chocolate.

Dizzying, electrifying, giddy.

Coating the tongue with desperation,

Buzzing like static that never coalesces

Into the image of a connected whole.

 

The flavor of loneliness

Is condensed milk gulped right from the can.

The fiery sweet that nearly knocks you out.

A trance of resounding silence.

That goes on and on,

Into a black nothingness.

 

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