An analogy of your own interpretation

Ineradicable forms of lines from some

man made solution of removal

Expect questions to be asked; in hidden disapproval

thump thump thump thump

Was the exact noise that gains

in alliance to these ostentatious lames

Just know you don’t have to lie

Know that your actions weren’t derived from insanity

But pure alacrity

You’re fine, as strong as rye

because you sacrificed

The idea of going outside in anything less

than two feet of cold shoulders; don’t stress

the warmth. You’ll get used to the feeling of

Hugs that press

Passionately onto you, for now you’ll understand what they were

About, when the lines don’t do any more