Am I imaginary?
I dont feel.
Maybe I am.
Someone’s misguided wish that ended up
or down
something (clishe) moves me
(you)
to you (from)
and I had to turn back.
I’m always someone I’m not
trying to be
better or worse (sickness and health)
Then think back on stupidity
with worry by my side
but you dont see it.
It’s imaginary as well.
There’s a cadence
that makes me think or pain and loss and
sometimes
his pain or her loss and
the source of this depth.
Neglect and lose feeling
for good
or bad.
You wish you could cry
but im imaginary
so its not a problem.
—
emma
4/23/01