a thousand razors cutting emptiness

don’t look for me
i am afraid
i was never
truly here

just a sad figment
lingering
in silence

a phantasmic
optical delusion
on a lightwave
outside human
comprehension

the incredible
unvisible man and
his tapestry of woe
performing for
a limited derangement
in spatial flux

a sliver jammed
directly into
the eye of passion
an indecent
dismissal
hovering gently
on the edge
of a sigh

don’t look for me
if you ever even
think about me
as we both know
i was never
even really here

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