in lights absence.

At the intersection of loneliness and darkness one might find
themselves in silence. In that silence the other four senses are
heightened, and silence is lost between the low buzz of the earth and
the beat of ones very own heart. Slow and then fast goes the heart as
it realizes and forgets the audience that controls it's beat until
ones surrounding space reintroduces itself as veins pump steadily the
blood coiling through the body to places where skin meets the surface.