PROJECTION

PROJECTION

She had reels upon reels in her mind
and a bright light further back in her head
and in a little theatre on a screen that is me
she played films of her father who’s dead

And the flickering light made it real
and we soon forgot it was a movie again
as we both got caught by the action
and those magnets of fear and pain

But sometimes I heard an outside sound
and started to remember and look around
And I tried to get her to stop the movie
and awake to the pain of this dreaming
or more often in the dark I just panicked
and ran from the theatre screaming