But what
But what if
But what if you’ve come to twist my reasons around

What if your presence,
Your entrance,
Amounts to an exorcism
Of myself upon myself;

What if you turn me
Into someone, or something
I don’t recognize.

What if You
Crowds out Me;

My soul drifting offshore
Caught by a current
Too strong for her
To ever drift back to me.

Like distance,
In a cold universe,
Ever-expanding.

What if by letting you in
I’m letting in the world;
Come to spoil
Something important.