A false Carcosa.

Meet me in the fungi,
where the two of us used to play.
Meet me near the orchard,
where for hours we would stay.

Message me constantly
about how you spent your day.
Complain to me for years
about the god you're forced to pray.
Fall in love with you
and every word you say
keeping me alive
stop my body from decay.

A false Carcosa built upon our prayers
a close friend lost, no one else ever compares
something copies your voice,
something that watches and glares
I watch it in return,
And yet it avoids my stares.

It says that its my bird,
but i know it not to be true
because despite its sweet lies,
its tone is nothing like you.
I watch with watering eyes,
as i see my time is due.
Because my life is meaningless
if I live it without you.

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