White Cosmic Wind/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 8

13 Ix  

White Cosmic Wind

 

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

Hid dangerous Depths –

 Resentments grew –

Deadly and immortal all –

 

Upon him I project

Every Wound and Crime –

Committed from my infancy

Until present Time

 

I fashioned him a Hero –

That insubstantial Shade

But when I cut him loose I see

The Hero is my Self made whole.

©Kleomichele Leeds