Ghosts
2006-01-03 08:46:12 ET

I live in a house of ghosts.
I live in a house of torment.
I can not escape the breath stealing abscence of you.
You are everywhere.
You are in the memories that can not be burned from my mind.
You are in the shower's steam, the dirty windshield;
the smell of my own perfume.
You are in the suntan lotion bottle we took to Atlantic City.
You are in the sunglasses atop my head.
Each song on the radio echos a memory.
You are in the blistering newness of my hiking boots;
in the strawberries I ate for desert; the toast I ate for breakfast.
You are in the anger that floats daily through my mind
and in the tearing sadness that fills my heart.
I live in a house of ghosts.
I live in a house of torment.
I can not escape the breath stealing abscence of you.
You are everywhere.


2006-01-03 09:25:21 ET

is it yours? it's very nice.

2006-01-03 10:28:10 ET

Yes. It's mine. Thank you, very much.

2006-01-03 11:02:19 ET

you should write more.

2006-01-04 03:11:08 ET

I think I will. Thanks for the encouragement.

2006-01-04 05:15:51 ET

^^

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