the ghost of a ghost (i am dead)
peaking white mountainous clouds
looking like feathered pillow mounds
where foam heads sleep so furiously
i could picture my own skull splitting down the middle
from hearts pounded full of thinning air
haunted with the twitching hollow human humming,
and dulling air whistling, i listened close.
their muscles were calloused from the cold,
with cheeks layered in frozen nervous tears
i held your words tight between my teeth
their coughing blood laid bare for all to see
their lives swallowed by bottle sugar caffeine
there is a ghost of a ghost in me.
looking like feathered pillow mounds
where foam heads sleep so furiously
i could picture my own skull splitting down the middle
from hearts pounded full of thinning air
haunted with the twitching hollow human humming,
and dulling air whistling, i listened close.
their muscles were calloused from the cold,
with cheeks layered in frozen nervous tears
i held your words tight between my teeth
their coughing blood laid bare for all to see
their lives swallowed by bottle sugar caffeine
there is a ghost of a ghost in me.