hauntings & how they roll
ghosts how they
collect the toll
once in place
inhabiting space
in the padlocked
and dusty corners
of packed away tight
out of time mourners
the mines of the mind
hide ghosts
shadowed and shaded
packed away
filed under hurt and jaded
upgraded for new joys
but not forgotten
as is ghosts ploys
to appear after their
day is done
has you thinking
you've finally won
then as quick
as a whip
with head fuckery
time does slip
back
back
back
to undead days
when non-ghosts
smiles sneers smack
long hours spent at play
in a finger snap
a branch crack
a drop of pain
the aperture opens
once more
and with it
the pasts door
flung open wide
and bare
daring you to dare
look that ghost in the face
boldly refute
its cold embrace
remember
remember
remember
the pain in truckloads
your heart charred
blackened ember
turn away
from the memory
walk away
from the feeling
stop your broken self
from reeling
a ghost
is just
a ghost
apparition
at most
one thing just
leads to another
another's pain
feeds the rediscover
transports you
back
back
back
time line shifts
then cracks
temporary possession
by pasts ghosts
procession...
let it go
let it go
let it go....

J.C. 12/09/2019.