Voodoo Doll

I stitched you poorly
(best I could)
And carried you
Chameleon style
In my pocket
Until you hopped out
Scurried away
Left a button behind.

A string gnarled around the trees
Caught in my hair
Attached to your foot.
Rain floods us and drowns
Any footprints but
I feel each step on my chest
Each breath in my stomach.

Selfish breadcrumbs left to taunt me
Or drive me mad.

My nerve endings live on your soft fabric skin
The patchwork is mine
Obvious to any stranger
No matter how far away.

You have to know that
An escape will unravel us both
Your insides blanketing the ground
A soft snow
And mine destroying the air
A bloody battlefield