Invisible or immortal?
- Clint Haugen
- Sep 27, 2023
- 1 min read
A little pixie
Whispers
Words of temptation
In my ear
But she is nowhere near
Me
I whisper back
But she can’t hear
Me
No
Not from here
She can’t even
See me
She asks me
“Would you rather be immortal or be invisible?”
And I say
Into the thick air
“Babe, I am already invisible.”
But still,
She can’t see or hear me
Again
She asks
“Invisible or immortal??”
She bares her fangs
And I feel it
Pain
Rain
Insane
Strange
All the feelings get felt
“Invisible or immortal??”
“Babe . . . how about neither??”
My words get close
This time
But they die
Right before
They can reach her
And I know
If I can
Just
Reach her
I can teach her
I thing or two
About being me
About being you
“Invisible or immortal??”
“They are both curses, babe. With one, I am chained to it already; and the other . . .
well, I wouldn’t wish that curse on anyone.”
CH 9/27/23
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