Sunday, October 1, 2017

His House Now Stands Empty

I've become a full spectrum
Specter. I'll haunt you,
And I'll haunt them, those, myself.

I'm ready to go,
But although my bags are packed
I'm afraid to board the plane.
It's not the plane that scares me,

It's the boarding gate.
But I have to go, I'm so
Well prepared, no one ever

Better. I'm the one who knows
How to come back, who
Holds the first-class ticket home.
But I'm afraid of the gate.

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