That cruel mistress

Dead for quite some time now

Watching myself flip through the phone

The full out of body-

Awaiting the right moment to take over again

Is it now, I ask myself

Never answers

I soared, laughed, fell, lived and now I rock

And listen discarded as a stone

I’m waiting for the right moment to take over again

I will inject her with pain, shame her for glory days, name her the darkest names

And she will write