The piano players daughter 6

You were gone but still you were here

I re-invented you in a chain of lovers.

So that I could have you by me

to tell me how to be.

Autonomy?



We met slowly he and I. It was a steady meeting as friends.But slowly like a sand timer we fell into step. At first I did not see you in him. Until it was too late and my person had been stolen and locked in a cupboard. It took time for you to appear. But appear you did. If I had never left him he may not have turned into you. I left to free myself. I put an ocean between us. But his tentacles could reach even to there. Flattered at his still wanting me I returned to him, to you.
Only then did you appear. Too late, I am lost behind guilt. A mistake that can not be undone. Slowly I dissapeared from sight and sound and me.