Torn shreds, Broken threads

When I spoke with you, I got the distinct sensation you were far away.
Our speeches lapsing into banality
Stench of dead thoughts assailing my breath
But I tried to revive our earlier clarity

I shouldered the conversation till I could find nothing else to say
the mockery of the past, in every moment of the present
unclean and dishonest,
I wish I had known that all feelings were now absent

I tried to invoke the magic of yesterday
electric intense passion fusing merging together
finding each other in shared sparks of ecstacy
All to no avail and insipid rather

I hung up on you, but the misery continued to stay
The dart of distrust had found its mark
slowly spreading its poison
and terror throughout the dark

I told you I loved you and you had nothing to say
I felt unclean, mucky and sorrow furrowed my brow
I sat in a hush, not knowing how to react
I wish I had known then what I know now.