I feel them
A heaviness just above my ears
A coolness hovering across my chest
My skin senses snow
It must be cold in space

Can I touch them?
Only their thoughts
Jagged, patient, sharp

She’s sitting on my roof
Ready to pick my brain’s lock
Take all that’s there
Substitute another

She’l look like me
Move as me
Coo like me
But never know my terror

Short quick breaths freeze my skull
Is it too scary to think I’m right?