Ghostrio

Oct 02, 2006 18:45

With the additions from the next morning:

a wraith a shade and memory meet
and each looks down at others feet
and with surprise see only air
suspecting flesh and blood be there
and comprehension draws each face
as all absorb the hollowed place
and none are scared of the others met
for death has erased all regret
...

ghost poem draft

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