She and her imp-mon-ster

her parasitic companion.

It fed on her hesitation,
failure,
gaucherie,
Sneeze uttered, word stuttered, step stumbled,
fashion blunder, hairy ankle, hair frizzled.
Mistaken calculation, inadequate estimation,
incomplete mastery, directional incompetency,
a lack of good common sense
here and there.

Pointed it out over and over,
forever and ever.
It came alive when she was in the spotlight,
and screamed,

“look! she cannot do anything!”
“what a fraud!”
And cackled,

it knew that only she could hear it.
she could no longer separate her own thoughts from its poison
and wondered –
how did others tame their beasts?
or did they not have any?

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