erase me
peel away
any trace
like tendon
from bone
until I
no more
exist
than morning
mist
by mid-day
until who
you are
cannot bind
to any part
of me
nor any word
you speak
holds an echo
of my voice
then ask
the face
you see
in the glass
what remains
of who
you have
become
(January 23, 2015)
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