Wednesday, February 3, 2016


a ghost walking around

in a timeless space

between the furniture

and the breach in the wall

a tear in the fabric

that a human eye

cannot see

what do I do now?

go on

or go back?

how could it matter

with time gone

and the space

just any place anywhere?

and me being the ghost

still not sure

what was lost or gained

from the time and place

I'm on the verge of leaving?

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