I am but a wish a wisp of what once was a vaporous visitation a delusion wrapped in gauze an illusion for your thoughts the repetition of symbols the beat that escapes your feet - I am the sinner - the guest who arrives late for dinner unlike the clone I do stand alone and I wait to listen for raindrops as they glisten on foolish laughter taking too many risks for chances are - you inspire me even desire me I stir the wind as I ripple through her hair you see my playful breath upon the air I am the silent strings that whip, strip and trip when you are unaware I am the blip in bi-polar the twisted thought movie stars should be taller I am the little fear the jump - the start the stilling of your heart just before you panic and become me - Manic