Aftertaste

You know,
When you are no longer called, a three letter word,
When your five letter someone, finds everything absurd,
When the voices you do, start seeming strange,
When nobody laughs at pitch and reverb, squirmed into vocal range,
When you have to think about who next to entertain,
When you shoot down your main audience, and stand to lose your game,
When mails are peppered with a polite ‘Thank You’,
When you over use a pleasant emoticon, you forcibly drew,
When you think so much, but do so little,
When you dejectedly accept, a thought so nimble,
When you head home after work, without a second thought,
When you finally have that something, that you so desperately sought,
You know.

You finally know.