• Healer

    I thought 
    I knew your face
    I thought it to be true
    I thought it to be real
    I thought it to be you
    
    That was
    until
    one day
    your face showed a crack
    
    First
    I thought 
    It might be a 
    cut
    so deep
    to dark flesh
    
    But then
    I saw
    out of the corner of my eye
    as you switched faces
    
    First
    I did not understand
    for quite some time
    
    I was stunned
    shocked
    as cracks deepened
    everytime we talked
    
    One day
    I saw you drop the mask
    when you tried to switch
    to another
    
    For a second
    I saw
    a snake
    coiled around the void
    
    Shellshocked
    I did not realize
    for quite some time
    
    But what I had wittnessed
    unwittingly
    appeared to be
    my
    mortal crime
    
    Punishable by death
    of spirit
    
    I never knew the pain
    of that poison
    
    It hurt
    like a fire
    slow
    but white hot
    hollowing me
    from inside out
    all the while
    I froze do death
    from outside
    
    You 
    put your mask back on
    your favorite one
    the healer
    and turned
    away
    while I
    died
    
    ---
    October, 13, 2020
    
    
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