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Invisible or immortal?

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

And I start to melt


“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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