Phantom.

I looked for you
On his lips
In his eyes
On his tongue.
I dreamt of you –
Still telling me
When to do
What you wanted
Me to do –
While he played
A sad understudy
Version of you.
I stared up
At him open-eyed,
Hazy-eyed,
Glazed over like
Fresh sweat
You baptized us
With.
I screamed at him
For his failure
To be you as
My body rolled
With explosive
Vengeful
Pleasure.
A stand in –
A stoop in –
A step in –
A sad replica
Of paper mache
Memories
Already dissolving
In the pool
I left for
Myself to
Take care of later.
And when he’s done
I’ll look for you
In another.

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