Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleeve
to peer into my eyes while
I within deny their threats
and answer them with lies.
Mushlike memories perform
a ritual on my lips
I lie in stolid hopelessness
and they lay my soul in strips.
Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleeve
to peer into my eyes while
I within deny their threats
and answer them with lies.
Mushlike memories perform
a ritual on my lips
I lie in stolid hopelessness
and they lay my soul in strips.