weirdly groping for you in the bright day light,
was straining to hear you in the silent night,
online and off it, you seem to remain quite quiet,
holding my boarding pass to enplane with you,
announcements and searches later, still the missing 'you',
with me a while before; hide-seeking aren't you?
"violent not, silent!", prescribe the monk and the medic,
"plausible with pause-able", avers the watchful critic,
"Clarity! where art thou?", re-quests my inner ascetic!
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