Some things you just need to leave alone.....but of course, you don't.
Old Ghosts
We should have kept things
wrapped and shrouded,
safely dead,
not rattle the chains
of our empty hearts,
freeing apparitions
that drift
to unrequited places,
filled with ancient,
faded longings.
and while clearing the dust
from this
murky phantom passion
ethereally transparent,
still,
our view is tenuous,
the journey blind,
satiating
everything and nothing
"I'll be damned,"
those ghosts keep coming
yet enraptured we remain ,
and unceasing
to follow.
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