until it was too late
I’m at your mercy
it’s always been this way
ever since my very first breath
who you may be
is constantly changing
adding to my ongoing confusion
your whereabouts
are never exactly known
coming & going at your leisure
at times undetectable
once for so many years on end
I came to believe you were nothing
until it was too late
december two thousand twenty
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