bridges and rhinestones

13 May

i went looking

for a ghost in

the edge of it all

looking for a ghost

but found something


through the cloying wisteria

down the street where you

used to sleep

at the lakeside

feet in the water

head kissing the


i found something else

still a blur

still a tinge of



and best

of all

the softness of


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