Illusory
ILLUSORY
Irradiant,
Upon the shoreline
Before the rise
Of the sun.
Who goes there?
Incandescent,
Upon the streets
Before the noon glow
Of the sky.
Whom do I see?
Iridescent,
Upon reeds of grass
Before the afternoon fade
Of overcast clouds.
Who is she?
Illuminated,
Upon the foliage
Before stars take reign
Of the darkened shroud.
Why is she here?
Illusory,
Upon the mind
Before sleep grabs hold
Of the weary-eyed man.
Was she even real?
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Well, this explains it. I wondered why I kept being approached online by people accusing me of being a fake. Let me explain.
My name really is Friday Spencer. I was named after my fathers favorite TV Character: “Joe Friday” from Dragnet. And I post my name to my friends and others I chat with often. I have no reason to hide, and little to fear, so why be someone else, yes? I decided to Google my name today *really bored* and found this. I guess I am a phantom woman. Won’t my family and girlfriend(s) be surprised.