seeing you
is like
having a
ghost
walk through me;

i can feel
all of the
memories
off who you
used to be,

but you
arent there -

at least,
not anymore.

I SHOULD NOT
FEEL GUILTY
FOR SNAPPING
TWIGS
WITH HESITATION
WHILE YOU
CRUSH BONES
WITH EASE

You feel
the need
to fill
the need
to feel.

you have to understand
you must read me very carefully
place me in your hand,
under lamplight,
in the quaint corners of this small house that was once home
you can still see my smile
if you flip to the first page
you can still hear my laugh
thoughout this book, I marked it more than once
you can still touch my skin
within the bindings of the paper
and on the last page, you can see
the little girl you wrote so eloquently

when the puppet
finally
breaks free
of his strings
you'd better be
careful
that he
does not
choke you
with them