Dissappeared as if a dark cloud decayed the body in a matter of miliseconds and disposed of it somewhere unknown.  Never did I see a single sign of being psychologically sick.  Not one piece of evidence to prove her existence. Multiple memories of her wither away slowly.  No discernment  to the delphian disappearance.  Very vague memories of her,  perhaps she was a vision.  Maybe,  just maybe my imagination  had gone too far with my mind. No! Her disappearance  was real;  but due to her irrelevance,   and exodus she was forgotten in the conscious  mind of others. Maybe its time that I finally forget about the phantom that haunts my memories, and makes me question my sanity.  Gone she is,  and gone she will be.  So the acknowledgment of her existence  is Irrelevant.  She is now,  and forever has and will be nonexistent. -V.H.

Bursting from the inside in,
You and I colliding,
Creating electricity,
Bolts and bolts exploring your geography,
Tingling your heart, exploding in your brain,
Piloerections across your pale terrain.
Poems encoded in miliseconds,
Of energy, of electrons,
Pushing through nerves,
Veins,
Drains,
Cells full of life and dear how sweet,
Yet the end so near,
Never comes.