I used to feed on the unseen
– such a tempting,
delusive thing –


leaving my brain
to digest
not even mist
but air

I would just leave it there



teeth gritting
images brewing

(they were everywhere)

and I carried them
faith full
the invisible stories
too heavy to bare

when I should have known
ghosts are always
just a flare.


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