Echolocation

I have dreamed

I've dreamed your image

I've begun to believe

You have ceased to exist

In the tangible world

The blistering humming

We sleepThousands of bats

Feral, flesh hungry

Should I let them in?

Or sell off the property?Incise the infection

Invite their protectionThe lines in your face

The taste of your body

If I floated away

Would you still

recognize me?

Or maybe you don't

No reason to go

Embrace it alone

Or just close the window