i see
the rash of
carboncopies
aseriesofpaperdolls
eerily similar
to love’s fool
hanging

on

every

word.

they say
imitation
is the sincerest
form of flattery.

you cannot flatter
someone who cannot
see themself.

cut deeper
right now
you’ve barely
left a scratch
it isn’t until
you see the sinew
watch tendons flex
when the agony
is crippling

that is the
beginning.

hollow
facsimiles
of hollowed
out similes
leaves a
crystalline
structure
incapable of
supporting
itself.