43 [m4f] #md - not even sure how to begin

It’s definitely not my first rodeo here and I won’t say I haven’t had fun. But I feel like I’m losing track of some passion and depth. Getting dull, feeling the ache of muscles that haven’t been used in a while. Intellectually, sensually, emotionally I kinda feel bleh. I don’t know what that means exactly. All the parts still work and the motions make sense. But the black magic buzz and burn has been out of reach. I’d like someone to shake me. Remind me of my hooves and horns. All the strangeness and pulchritude of self. Just read a poem to me, in a voice that pulls my robe open. Let something happen that hasn’t.