a phantom history
an entire phantom life, not mere limb
one i didn’t know i had, to begin with,
let alone,
lost /out, on/
a door to a paralleling universe
without a wormhole key
Tag: melancholy
how are you?
the phone rings
i step myself off the ledge,
fall back into the window,
onto the hard floor,
crawl across the rug,
back into my bed
& answer:
oh, hello!
“…”
i’m fine, how are you?
the limineen | earthling, poet & crone 