There's a copy of you
That lives inside my head.
Ersatz-You murmurs like a breeze
Or a ghost
Softly right under the throb of my
Consciousness
During the day, but
At night, Ersatz-You comes out
Of your hiding,
Ferociously stalks like a tigress
The savannah of my mind, hunt
The fauna that creep like slugs and slip
In to the cinema of my pre-slumber
Imagination. My pirated copy of you
Protects me from myself, and
I snuggle into your feline eyes-neck-arms
Every night.
But now,
You're fading. Every night
You're a little paler in my arms,
Your eyebrows are dissolving and
Your cat-smiles come from a great distance.
The flow of Time is eroding a hole in my brain, and
You're slipping through,
Draining from me, and I'm trying to gather
Straws and strawmen into my arms, but
Every night my bed is colder, and soon
The shivering will start.
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