My musings, buzzingly, hover over
From a sided affair
to a woven parasocial cobweb,
Which was dwelled by my lover.
Who, with a mower, maimed
the anonymous me, as in a darkweb.
None but I know it.
Howled love swirls in the wind
While unechoed empty voices
Blew my mind
Except it made my eyes unblind.
My vision blurred
as the fabric was unfurled
to veil my eyes
While I froze as ice
as I indulge in,
all by myself, all again.