White Cosmic Mirror
A Phantom have I
Lived with near a
Year –
An inner Voice
A disembodied Face
A separate Self –
Beloved yet apart –
A ghostly Lover
Occupies my Heart
His surface Charm
Hides Depths
unfathomable –
Deadly and immortal
both –
There wild Resentment grows
Upon him I projected
Every Wound and Crime
Committed from my infancy
Until present Time
I fashioned him a
Hero –
That insubstantial Soul
–
But when I cut him
loose I saw
The Hero is my Self,
made whole.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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