Will you release me, dopamine?
Can you tether me no longer?
For the Cloud Nine times you bring
are just promising reminders.

You can fire the nerves with others.
Like them, deny their void in you.
Why not rather treat them all,
as a symptom we can undo?

There are blocks I overlook now
with benches that served as triggers.
But that drive for pain is gone,
as your sweet scent no longer lures.

Who do I owe my healing to?
why, your unwavering absence.
So for my part, I’ll thank you
…by reciprocating silence.