It all got blurry.
Somewhere between
here and there it
became awkward.
Like trying to walk
under water, disjointed
and out of whack.

I feel betrayed.
My best friend was
taken from me
and an imposter's
in her place.

Ghosts of ideas,
half uttered and
not admitted,
swirl through
the words we
feel but dare
not recognize.

AcB 4.2.99