Failed Mimics

Her eyes unravelling like cellophane wrappers. Soft candy with a hard center. She told him to bite down. Reveal her weaknesses. Release the goo that means I'm human. Because I don't know if I am a person. There are flaws in all things. So where is my proof. That this long game of monopoly has any purpose other than to make me lose.

Passed go too many times to remember.

Bought Park Place thinking I had won.

And I would have if it weren't for those damn hotels.

How can you know I'm lost unless you've been there?