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?