18 May 2018

Starfish

It’s late

The tap tap
 Buzz buzz

Ephemeral
 Rote
    
I’ve said these words before
  Time again

But still

The empty space
  On the right

Weighs heavy
  In abstenia

Your ghost substantial
  Still walks dreams

Not haunted
 Lost by my design

But still

It’s late

And I’m tired

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