Selfish Sleep

Unfastening my head from your nowhere rambling

I refuse to acknowledge my cravings for relations

From my forward-faced fronting, you'd assume I am engaged

I am not present, time is irrelevant

I absorb your static as the pulse to my reflection

I remain emotionally detached

From you

With no intention in establishing comfort

I resort to my passive restraint, staying standoffish

I'm spitting out reflexes

Withdrawn from reality

I revel in memory

I'm spitting out reflexes

Sincerity is fleeing

No sense in new greetings