Army of None

Do I know you?
Generous in your passive ways
So simple minded
Smiles so engraved
On a hidden face
Untouched by the empty vessel
Rotting in the once new millenium

I once knew a man
So sorry to have left alone
In the closet
Taking shape from the pile of bones
Steps out into the light
To where I can't see
The man with the hatchets

I was once killed by a man
Through self-discovery
Reflection
He didn't like what he saw
Now the limbs have left the loved
The flesh abandoned the limbs
To take refuge in the empty.