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by Maple Tree Mar 4, 2017
Dark, fantasy /
A hint of cheap cologne wafted
along my bony spine,
bare feet mating with a
creaky, hardwood floor -
that I was not alone.
You wore a smug grin
upon your coffee stained chin,
and for my amusement
I laughed at the whiskery, dead expression
upon your face.
It was early for breakfast
and far too late for a midnight snack.
I buried my face within Columbia,
wrote a poem,
while you chatted about the past.
It's going to take some time for me to understand
the meaning of your presence-
(Is it normal for ghosts to visit before 7 am ?)
Andrea, really liked this a lot. Nothing like having a spirit visiting you...I hope he behaves himself, lol...
by Ben Pickard
Quite normal, Maple, lol
Excellent write that does indeed have a certain atmosphere...
I don't know, but this gave me chills!
by Maple Tree