But he is still there: a companion I never met,
a sneer and a snare, just a name and a silhouette,
affliction unshared in the fictional black and white,
a trace undiscovered: a blemish, an ammonite.
A burdensome craft: being reborn as a daffodil.
Some deem having loved me (they currently wish me ill),
some earnestly care (but they’d rather believe me dead),
and he is still there: the companion I never met.
*Drawing by V.Vertinsky
just a name and a silhouette
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Exhausted, the moon and shadows stood at the gate,exhale, the darkness creeps up to the steps from the swamps,stand up, face those whitewashed walls,the taboo on her porch, thirst coursing through ancient veins.
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