back to where i never was

so much shared in an alacritous span of time, our most veracious thoughts, only that we have never heard our own voices, and i mean the real ones, never heard them speak to each other at all. amid this epileptic war dance and shadow-play we got lost in this heady smokescreen our conversations and their images conjured, and wandered so astray we lost each other as well as ourselves among the incessant chatter of sounds. it must be time to find our way back, because it will have to occur sooner or later, and better it be sooner, get this whole suspending plot over, and get on with what's out awaiting. but this time, by ourselves, separately, without perfidious words accompanying us, without those glib chicanery. it makes for lesser indulgences, pretense, and duress. so i shall leave you alone, and in so doing, hopefully leave myself alone too, where i can then start finding my way back, to where i never was.