20 Poems to your subconscious....

A dead baby.

Your face is dissappearing into thin air

It's frocling in the folie

of the dismal weather.

As I lose sight of who you were

hands stretch out

as I try to hold onto your rose 

chemise.

My heart leaps out as 

its other half lays dead in your palm.

Still.

Resembling a dead baby,

I cry out.

My lips twitching 

My blood draining.

As I watch you leave.

With all that was once me,

You.