weight on my bed
I don’t know whether it is just me
or you, invisible
could I make you visible if I wanted to
*
I know you’re here
is it because I’m afraid to see you
that I can’t see you
*
do you sit on our mother’s bed
do you visit your own
you don’t need to be scared
is your head hanging from your mattress
watching our world upside down
hanging by a thread
*
what was going on inside of you
something appeared out of nowhere
and it feels like you
*
but whatever you may have touched
all she senses is your absence
and she can’t see you
because all she does is see you
Croque-Melpomene 