Chatting and laughing,
For a moment distracted from
The relentless wrongness,
A burner left on,
Something irreplaceable left too many miles behind to retrieve.
Relieved panic as life excuses itself,
Tripping on awkward legs as it exits,
On to the next event.
A fractured impulse to follow dozes off,
Pinned by the weight of pulseless disinterest in everything interesting.