she believes

her own stories now

after telling them for so long

making strong

the weaker parts of

her narrative

we the audience

are no longer necessary

or even needed

except on low days

when she demands

love & acceptance

to shore her up

& me?

only an observer

footnote of history

my part not recognisable

applicable

a cipher in her darkness

black pawn on the board

that only moves

according to her wiles

pressures direction

lost sacrificial victim

on her altar

for narcissus

make her life

have importance