I grew up
Falling Asleep
to I Love Lucy.
Now, I
Lucid
Dream,
But, Don’t
Lucid live.
—-
My body had
..Never been..
(((((Loved)))))
By Me, Before.
—-
It wasn’t
Sure What to
Say to me……
……………………..
……….When I
Started……….
……………………..
…..How to Let
Me Down……..
…Eaassyyy…
……………………..
[“It’s not me….”]
……….It’s me
—-
I furl my
Brow at me
When I’m
Not looking.
Shallow
My breath
Waiting for…
…My attack…
—-
…But…no blow
…Ever…Comes.
I am no more
Dual Monster
Hidden &
Seeking…..
……Myself.
—-
The Scariest
Fate, I Imagine,
Is Being forced..
To…..just….Keep
…………………….
…………………….
……………Living.
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