Take my patience,
lose it or hide it irretrievably.
And thus be absolved indefinitely
from my prolific demands.
Is my absence imperceptible enough?
It is my gift to you,
of freedom from my invasiveness,
in gratitude for your indulgence.
Tell me my silence is dulcet.
For I deliberately lost my voice
and laboriously buried my words
to create for you this strange silence.
My insignificance should suffice,
to restore the familiarity
that I selfishly snatched from you
when I crashed into your merry life.
Accept my offerings.
And grant me my hope,
of atonement for my follies,
of a guiltless slumber.
