Shadows And Charades

Somewhere in the faint glow of that Himalayan salt lamp
The one that I convinced myself would keep me strong and sane
I loved a silhouette on the wall,
and told myself it was you

Cloudgazing in a skyless world
I conjured rabbits from your hollowed scalp
And splattered my fanciful dreams in dead space
Where your mind was full,
and your edges softened

I keep myself strong and sane
In this saline splendour
Which forgives the pores on my nose
As easily as it melts away your cruelty
Until I can bear to face the darkness,
My splotchy skin,
and you