Biting and Tearing

August 4, 2003

Imaginary me slipping into your life
coming out of thin air into your world
and watching as you struggled to create
your own magical, obsessive art and life.
I was a ghost in your world
that I thought no one could see.
You looked at me, and you smiled.
You came to me and I smiled back.
I tried to tell you about your future.
I had my driver's license to show
that I was misplaced in time.
"You will struggle, you will hurt,
but it will not be futile.
We need you. We need what you make,"
I said.
The smile that played on your lips
made me bold and I kissed you.
I was tearing apart inside, though.
I could feel that I wouldn't last.
My sensations were unravelling,
and I felt myself slip out of your life.
"I can't stay," I said, "and I'm going
to have to go back now..."
You panicked. You said, "Why can't you stay?"
I said, "I don't belong here,
I'm going to have to go back.
You'll have someone else at your side.
She'll be with you as long as I know."
You got quite upset and as my hands faded
and as my body woke me from this dream,
I heard you saying, "Why can't you be her?
Why are you leaving me now?"
I woke from this vision in tears,
and even now I wish it was real.
I wish I could have slipped back
to the days before she was there.