The room is empty,
and the house groans
on it's own.
He's disowning
the entire thing,
the whole scene
he deems as worthless.
So the spectacle 
continues...
the issue only
complicated by
her incessant chatter.
In one ear
and out 
the other,
still there's a stutter
or a muttering
of the masses
of something true.
But it's a truce he seeks,
the bleak reality
now sinks in.
He's lived again
all day 
in his own head.