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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

THE HAUNTING

If there were such a thing as bi-location,
Your house would be haunted
A presence would follow you from room to room.


You would have the sensation
That some one was constantly beside you,
Especially at night, in your bed.


You would think twice about looking in the mirror,
Because every time you did,
You would see a face looking over your shoulder

At you . . . your face, your body . . . your ways . . .
The thought of you makes me shiver;
You have taken control of my head.

I have not spent such sleepless nights
Since I was a teenager; never has my bed
Been so empty, nor my heart so full.

Never have I been so driven to masturbation.

I keep having endless imaginary conversations
With you, about you.

This began as a poem about you; it has become
Incoherent through my loss of concentration.

I dont know what I am going to do.

 


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