Friday, July 31, 2009

my beloved poltergeist

like an undercurrent
over which I have no control of;
like the passing hurricane,
of which I cannot do anything but be a mute-spectator,
your thoughts & memories haunt me, prey on me -
even something as simple as that infectuous smile of yours.
they drag me to their depths,
render pain &
they shatter every inch of my composure
and spit me out
when their thirst is quenched,
and toss me into an unending circus of
void and pain.
without any regard for time nor space -
without any regard for who or what or where i may be.

an awkward, tottering
smile erupts as the tears begin to dry.
you are my poltergeist -
my beloved poltergeist.


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