ghost heart 

you have been living 
with my ghost. 

the rest of me is gone,
wisp’d way by grief. 

all that’s left here 
are remnants 
hanging in the air 
words not said 
old smoke rings 
and other barely there things. 


In April, we poem.

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1 Response to ghost heart 

  1. Misky says:

    That last stanza took my breath away.

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