Them -

As I open them up

Their innards spill

But something is different

This time I’m right

These empty vessels

Are dissimilar

As I suspected

From time to time

I’m being chased

By imposters

I’ve been called «delusional»

But it is them who are blind

They can not see

What really lives inside

Loved ones replaced

For identical maniacs

Known ones replaced

By deviant miscreants

They are getting numerous

Must act quick

A detailed surgery

Might just do the trick

Replace the brain

It’s been compromised

Devour it whole

Just to be safe

Now the stalked

Becomes the stalker

Total paranoia

Is just total awareness

Hence they said:

‘When we are gone

Really we pass on not

Since we will finally breathe'