JUST AND ONLY

"Just"
and
"Only"
follow me
all my days...
telling me who I am
and what I'm worth.
"Just"
and
"Only"
creep behind me
in the shadows
whispering reminders
about what I can do
and where I can't go.
"Just"
and
"Only"
keep me small
barely above a whisper
nearly translucent
and within the confines
of a sleeping castle
that's covered in cobwebs.
"Just"
and
"Only"
cover my eyes
not as a blindfold
but as a mirror
ever before me
cracked and warped.
"Just"
and
"Only"
are developed
in all my photo albums.
I am at a place now,
where I want to watch
my scrapbooks
be cut and burned.
"Just"
and
"Only"
might finally leave
with them.
Until I turn to abandon
the ashes of their curse
only to meet them
once again.
For "Just"
and
"Only"
conspire to occupy
the same space with me
evermore.