I admired you once...
a kind of strange, not-yet creepy stalk...
like the view from the corner of the eye --
always wanting more...

But I watched you change --
from animal to human...
and suddenly, you weren't so oracular --
something more mainstream...

Like vise-versas of one another...
You dove into the depths of fame --
as I dove into the depths of shame --
and neither achieved what was sought...

Still, a dark lady...
who I'd love to watch further...
But nothing like the start --
Nothing near the finish...
I wonder...