Call me “Lucy[d]”, or Don’t Bother to Call me At All

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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