Sadness lengthens into night
And with it goes attention
To all the bends and pressures
Of sensitive emotions
Taking with it further thought
Suspending truth and light
It soothes the mind with calmness
Destroying it with memories
With businesslike precision
Recalling every warmth
Computerizing feelings
As though an everyday occurrence
We approach a curtain
Which sometimes falls and rises
Separating sections
Of people and surroundings
And like a catalogue of names
We research each part
Pondering what went wrong
Or why it didn't work
To come to a conclusion
Or so we'd like to think
On every single act
Until given second thought....