I am going to witness
your every breath.
I'm going to stalk you
like we are playing the most deranged
game of cat and mouse.
Our connection is free-ranged.
It’s an outhouse.
Reflection.
With every appearance,
you spread your infection.
On a screen;
a plate;
a window;
on water.
Like royalty,
vanity leads us to the slaughter.
Universal obsessor,
you make me feel lesser.
Lesser than a speck of salt.
Line it up for me
and draw my outline on the asphalt.
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