I've lost my looking glass
The last connection I had to me
Now the lonliness digs in deep
That I kept at bay
Can't help but wonder ....
Could I have done something
Differently
So I could still be me?

The hands dove into my chest
and took hold
of my heart.
Gently cradling
the mutilation
letting the red
ooze and drip.
The frantic fingers
massaged with a
rhythym
that came naturally
from
years of practice.
Now is the time
to replace
to refill.
To make my
rejuvenated root
beat
to its own
drum.

You
gradually
ghosted
gracefully
out
as
subtlely
as
you
spirited
in.

She floated in by accident
appeared a gentle creature
until she revealed her
true nature.
I held her hand
when the doc said
it's cancer.
"You are such a good friend"
she said.
I visited her
prone in her bendable bed
when the doc said
"I think we got it all."
"I can't believe you came."
she said.
The lonliness and fear
evident.
Those wings
Those spots
Those ample curving lines
camouflage
for her sinister plan.
I thought I was protecting her
when I allowed her
into my heart
into my home.
She moved in when she
abandoned her children
because she hated her life.
I thought I was a refuge.
Only later
did I discover that
I was a target.
She didn't want me to
nurture her back to health
to return to her own family.
She wanted to replace me in mine.
She wanted what she couldn't have.
She
defines
Betrayal.
She
defines
Corrupt.
She
is
the
reason
for
Hearts of Darkness.