At the request,

Lays a heavier hand

For every merry pour

That started with boredom

And ended up searching for twin flames and soulmates

In the dismal hours of witching.

Where have you been?

The lone figure rejects certainty theyre gone in all the ways that used to tantalize

I miss you more

What’s been going on between us

A whole lot of something usually means I wasn’t invited to this charade of battle

But I’ll take my chances

And stressors that bequest more

Will simply be candy.