Wednesday, July 11, 2018

The Wandering Spirit

They don’t, in lore, roam often.
Most ghosts hang around the house,
Moaning and miserable,
Maybe rattling the cupboards.

An eternity
Under house arrest
Would wear on the most
Forgiving spirit.

I want to remain
In motion after this life
Spent minimally mobile.

If you want to be haunted
A century from now, hike
The highest mountain passes.

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