Already Gone

She wants to keep me around on her pantry shelf

as she sucks the other souls

glibly into her gullet

licking her fingers in feigned innocence

 

She stalks me through time

In her decrepit body

In a sidewise glance in the mirror

 

Clean hope was her enemy

It’s fresh scent leads prey off the trail

Into the thriving woods

Up the ridge and away from the bog she tends

 

Come and sit with me here

On the edge of the foul pond

Sit, chat, bear your pain to me

She sang in her siren’s song

 

Duped, drugged, and so thirsty with despair

We all went,

More than once

Let her collect tidbits for later use

when least expected

at the weakest moment

She counted on that

And she was right

They have fallen

One after another

Scrabbling for purchase

On the oily rock of her heart

 

The dark waves of her grief waited below for them

And as she swallowed them up

There was a moment of unity and calm surrender

 

Needs no longer available

her blinking beacon drones back on

She’s got to have more

To swallow

Even if in madness

She sucks her own tail down her gullet

 

She was too good at what she did

And ran through her stock and trade of beings

Stronger in her desperate desire

She casts her eyes to me again

 

Once again

Time after time

From bed

From the grave

 

But I learned by watching those before me

Entranced

I dodged and weaved

And slipped away at the last moment

And this time,

And every time from now until ever after

Her net will come up empty

 

I am already gone

 

Cast away

For it only weakens you further

Soon your phantom bat-wings will shake and juggle

 

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