Wednesday, June 30, 2021

We are surrounded by ghosts


We are surrounded by ghosts,

tangled in the days, the web

of weeks, which weave in 

months and years; those ghosts 

of the dead, once loved, once

dreamt, once hoped, once for

a moment thought, felt, held

in a bright possibility, which

failed to endure; and yet they

roam the edges of dark day

and shining night, always. We

are surrounded by ghosts....

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