They took petal off of a rose in the field

And put it in a test tube

And altered it

And marred it with their

Smooth white hands

And they made it live with a false heartbeat

And called it 'wonderful.'

And thus I was born

Out of bloody water and chemical altering

With horns instead of ears

A thick purple tail

And angry eyes

A heart filled with a strange hate

And jealousy

She stares at me from the tablet

Her tail twisting around her body

Small and lithe

The perfect cat

That I was somehow copied from

But these paws of mine look leprous

And my heart is still not pure

I flexed my hands and the humans

Who painstakingly created me

Were obliterated in a flash of blue light

They couldn't touch me any more

And the waves washed up on the shore

As thudding sounds filled the air

And I was borne away to another cage

Partners, he said, as the helmet was placed over my eyes

And electric thrills ran up my arms

As fire dogs and raging Nidokings

Rushed me

But I swatted them aside

Realizing even then

That my power was unnatural

Prisoned, then, with the stinging words

Of my partner in my ears

So again I let forth a blue sigh

And soared into the air as

The building burned below me

I let drop the helmet on my birthplace grounds

And I vowed revenge

A false invite and a twist of my wrist

Bred the perfect storm

And they came for miles

Waiting inside the palace

For the Pokemon master to appear

And to my surprise—

So did she

Pitting brothers against each other she allowed

But when a human would befall harm

She appeared

A pink

Bubble

And a laugh

That burned into my memory, clearing clouds

She was what I was supposed to be

Smooth and graceful, with happy eyes

And I wondered

That the scientists spent twenty years making me

And the outcome was I—

So far away from the original

That even she couldn't see who I was supposed to be

So we fought

And I matched her in everything

But still I felt the need

To prove my worth

To this tiny pink animal

So much so that I nearly killed

A human being

His resurrection stunned me

And I was somehow too tired to go on

So we left

And now, I am here

And she is mist before my eyes

A shadow's dream

Of what might have been

I see my reflection in city puddles

I see the hand clenched at my side

And imagine that it is supposed to be

A tiny paw

I wonder if she is ashamed to be compared

To her clone

To me

A second Mew

A wonderful achievement

With my heartless body and my

Uncontrollable mind

I walk the world

And she follows, close at my shoulder

But not close enough to touch.