Friday, March 18, 2016

Ghost

What if he ghosts?

I am still me.
Me is still...what?
Is my world so tied to being found in him?

I know this world
where looks are not returned.
This is a world I know well.
The door in the floor opens for me to fall through.

Swirling waters below.
Can I float if he fades?
My wings propped on popsicle sticks.

If he ghosts...

Fade into safety
Unavailable
You can't touch me
Escape time
Next door step
Next stage door

The ghost fades away.

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