Now I know what it means
And I self destruct.
I close my eyes and there
There you are.
There you are.
– Goo Goo Dolls
..
What am I supposed to do
with this ghost of you
still living in my
brittle barren bones?
I’ve tried to fight it,
breathe it through
but there’s nothing left
in this ribcage but wayward stones.
I turn the lights on
……off
…on,
and still –
here you are.
here you are.
..
A second offering for Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 5.
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