Quality of Numbness
Please ensure that you're in the right tasting environment
Pleasant conditions are preferable for maximum enjoyment
Open yourself up to the experience of bearing witness
Dress casually to appreciate the quality of numbness
Sight evaluation is the first order of business
You'll learn how to describe the ingredients of catharsis
Start with a top view,
examine the density saturation of the substance
Stare closely for a few seconds
to imbue the essence of the absence
Then, visual inspection from a side angle,
observe the color of shock
The oblique viewpoint will gather up all signs of discomfort
Over time, you'll recognize the shades
that are said to be characteristic
The burden of the shadows can overwhelm,
the way they move is mystic
Sip slowly, don't swallow unease as your liquid companion
Taste for yourself the astringency of alienation
Mature vintages will often leave you numb in contemplation
A result, it is said, of the intense period of fermentation
Savor the aromas of regret, the heavy burden of loss
Let the waves of disbelief wash over you, do not resist
Caution, take heed of spontaneous outbursts of cynicism
A rout of the soul often dampens one's initial enthusiasm
Scents are next on the agenda,
but be mindful of your surroundings
With unbounded grief, you're apt to wallow in nostalgia
and its misgivings
Try not to miss the cues,
musty glasses are a sure sign of resignation
There is no simple formula,
doubt can be balanced by complete immersion
Swirling around the tongue,
you'll discover the flavor that lingers
It's much like a social disease
this sense of communal numbness
After a taste of deficiency,
you may find satisfaction ever elusive
Off kilter, the quality of numbness ensures a satisfying finish
Numb, a playlist
A soundtrack for this note (spotify version)
- Numb by Portishead
- Numb by Pet Shop Boys
- Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd
- Down Here Below by Abbey Lincoln
- I'll Walk Alone by Nancy Wilson
- Numb by Lewis Taylor
An album length treatment of the quality of numbness. What the pandemic has wrought
This note is part of a series: In a covidious time.
File under: grief, culture, observation, perception, social, life, mourning, covidious, poetry, toli
Writing log: January 22, 2022
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