A Hologram of Self

A Micropoem

Photo by Holger Link on Unsplash

All I am or will be
is a hologram of self
because I lost myself
long ago, in the woods,
and everyone is still
looking for me
but all they will find
is an image,
one that looks like me,
but that has no heart,
no skin, no blood,
only the shape
of who I used to be